Parker

Mark Parker...my first crush. I was in a new school, second in two years, and who would"..ve thought I would meet the perfect, athletic, Superman of my dreams in Band class?? He was first chair trumpet, I was fifth chair trombone. He was sooo handsom! He had a huge birthmark on his right arm, the shape of Canada, and the cutest little face in the world. Alas, I was at the time afraid to show my gayness.. the eighth grade is no fun when others mock you constantly. So I was forced to admire from afar. He was in my dreams, I was in LOVE! He was the jockeiest jock you ever did see. Well, even ...

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