For a brief moment (you can hardly even believe that you thought about it at all), you consider reliving your memory. Fortunately, that was not feasible for a variety of reasons. First, I no longer exercised at school. Second, when I exercised at the gym, I religiously secured my clothing in a locker. Third, if Alicia came across me wearing only a shirt, she'd be so preoccupied trying to take it off of me that we'd never end up in the mall to shop.
No, I thought to myself. That was a crazy day, filled with public exhibition and masturbation and I was not really interested in doing it again. It would be far too embarrassing! The only reason that I would go back into that store again would be for the purpose of buying clothes. Like all the other people in the mall would.
"Are you thinking about that day, too?" you hear someone say from behind you.
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