May 24th, 2010 | 
Author: Giving Him What He Wants - 2
(Another Hot Wife Tale)
The following winter I received notice of my 15th high school reunion to be held that spring. My family had moved halfway across the country one week after my graduation and I hadn't seen any of my high school friends in those fifteen years. I hadn't been the most popular girl in high school (I had been a little too "pudgy" -- too "husky" for that), but I had had a lot of friends and been active in several groups and clubs, and was anxious to see some old friends. Because of finances, I had missed my tenth reunion and regretted it. Fortunately, money wasn't a problem this time, and Phil readily agreed to go with me. My mom and dad agreed to watch Bobby for the long weekend. I quickly filled out the "what-have-you-been-up-to?" questionnaire and paid for our tickets. I knew it wouldn't be as big a reunion as the tenth or twentieth, but I was looking forward to going, anyway. My home town was fairly small, and I hoped most of the people I remembered would still be there. I began to check myself out in the mirror often. I knew I was in pretty good shape -- much better shape than I had been in during high school -- but I up'ed my cycling and aerobics routines to firm up and slim down as much as I could. Phil noticed and approved. A couple of weeks before the reunion, Phil and I were sitting up, reading in bed. Out of the blue, Phil asked me if I was ready to see some of the guys I had dated in high school. I said, "sure." "Did you date a lot in high school, Janice?" he asked. "No, not a lot. You have to remember, in high school I was still in my chubby phase. I was Marge Pearson's chubby daughter. It wasn't until college when I got away from my mother's cooking and discovered swimming that I slimmed down and firmed up." "Ah... So it was in college you dated a lot." "I sure did, honey. I had a lot of lonely Saturday nights to make up for. *AND*, I was a cheerleader -- I had a responsibility to my public." I was trying to keep the conversation light and fun. In fact, I had been a little on the wild side in college. I had dated a lot of the jocks, sometimes two or three at a time, nothing kinky, but often one on each night of the weekend. I settled down in grad school and met Phil there, but college had been fun -- no doubt about that. "So, it's true, what we non-athletes think about cheerleaders and football players?" Obviously, my high school reunion was forgotten, and Phil wanted to hear about my cheerleading days. I closed my book, chuckling, "Well, let's just say I dated a football player or two. I knew it was part of my job description. What exactly did you non-athletes think about us? I'm sure it was perverted!"
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