On of my favorite summer memories was when my high school girlfriend returned from college. We'd broken up in the fall to go to different schools, and explore our separate ways. I'd dated a couple girls, but was single when I came home. She'd met some guy, but apparently, it wasn't so serious. So soon as we were back in our hometown, we started hanging out again. And even though we weren't officially dating anymore, we were still totally attracted to each other. In fact, not dating meant we didn't need to break up again. We both knew the summer would end, and she would go back to that guy, or not. It was like getting to have a summer fling. Best summer of my life.
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