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I was 13 and she was 15. I was living in South Africa at the time, and she got pregnant. I thought her rich farmer-type father would kill me, but actually he just got her the abortion, never told my parents, and then moved her to another school and I never saw her again.
Didn't happen again until 3 years later at 16 in a park next to Chepstow Castle in the UK. It was in the dark, on the grass, after school... behind some bushes.
Then when I was 17 the little band I was in starting playing some real gigs, and the girls started to show up a lot more often from then on.
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