The squat red brick structure that was Maplewood Central High School used to sit on the east edge of town at the end of Bluff Street, now however, a new subdivision had been built up around the school, making it seem more a part of the neighborhood. There was a big sign hanging over the front door welcoming everyone to the reunion. Once inside the building, another sign directed the guests to gymnasium, where they found a crepe paper jungle of decorations hanging from the walls and ceiling. A table with name tags was manned by two smiling women that Scott didn't recognize, but who greeted him like a long lost friend. He picked up his name tag, went over to the punch bowl and poured himself a drink, and then began circulating around the room trying to find someone he might remember from the old days. It was a voice that came shooting out of the past that made him turn around. "Scott Ruden, I haven't seen you in twenty years, how have you been," asked the masculine feminine voice? "Hello, Miss Foley," answered Scott, "yes, I guess it has been twenty years, the last time I was home was fifteen years ago to attend mom's funeral." "Well," she replied, "you certainly look like things have been treating you fine." "Can't complain," Scott went on, "I'm married, with two kids, and have a nice business in Chicago." "Is you wife here, I'd like to meet her," asked Miss Foley? Scott went on to explain that his wife was a nurse and had duty that weekend, and couldn't get away, so taking Scott by the arm, she gently lead him through the mass of people and through the doorway into the quiet dark halls of Central High and exclaimed, That's better, you can barely hear yourself think in there!" Both of them sipped their punch as they walked through the deserted halls, commenting about old times as they passed by the different rooms. Scott hadn't admitted it, even to himself, but the real reason he had come back for his reunion was not to see old high school chums, but in the hope that he would run into Miss Foley. Back in his high school days, Miss Foley was what was known as quite a looker, and more than one student had fantasized about seeing what was hidden under those loose tight fitting dresses! Not to go into the whole story now, but Scott had somehow not only gotten to see what was under those dresses, he had gotten to sample the many delights found there! It was a story he had kept to himself all these years, never even letting on to his buddies twenty years ago when he was getting so lucky. So here he was, walking through the halls with the woman who at one time had taken him to sexual heights he had only dreamed of and at that very moment wondering if she was thinking the same thing he was?!?

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