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I should have been happy to be 18 today.  Mom woke me up with a pancake breakfast in bed.  There were tons of Facebook birthday messages waiting for me.Instead…I had a feeling of dread.I knew about the traditions at school.  When you turn 18, something big happens.  It’s always different.  It’s always embarrassing.  It’s always humiliating.Even though I had become accustomed to the humiliation, it never got better.  Because of my awkwardness and shyness, the pranks always ended up being about my body.  I am tall and skinny, 6’0”, and basically too uncoordinated to be in any sports.  I played violin and was on the speech team, but nothing more physical than that.These Gölbaşı escort bayan birthday pranks started when I was 17 and a junior in high school.  Our schools were divided between the freshman/sophomore campus, and I was at the junior/senior campus for upperclassmen.  Someone had caught me in the school shower with a little semi going and snuck a picture of me in this state.  The picture was clear, full frontal with just enough side angle to capture my excited state, and in full color.  I am bigger than most boys in a relaxed state, but this captured my 7.5 inches for all to see on my 17th birthday!Whoever had this picture Escort Keçiören printed hundreds of copies.  On my birthday every teacher found one of the pictures stuck neatly inside the stack of homework that we turn in.  Every teacher saw me.  Every teacher now knew what I look like naked.  The 24 year–old female English teacher,  the 46 year-old female math teacher who was a friend of my mom, everyone of them knew what I looked like naked.Worse…the math teacher even showed my mom the picture!On that birthday, those pictures were stuffed in the lockers of all the varsity cheerleaders, my fellow band members, the speech team, and classmates.There Kızılay escort were other embarrassing episodes, but none compared to my 18th birthday.  And it was every bit as bad as I had feared.I made it through the morning and everything seemed normal.  I was just starting to relax and then it was time for PE class and then lunch.  PE was fine…as fine as it could as I didn’t get any more coordinated as I got older.  Classes were over and we headed to the locker room.As I was showering I noticed that the other guys quickly got out and finished early.  Suddenly, six of the biggest and strongest guys in class showed up in the shower fully dressed.  My heart sank.“Pete, we can do this calmly and easily, or we can get physical if you want to fight it,” the leader said firmly.With that they surrounded me, grabbed my legs and arms, and carried me—nude—away.“Where are we going?  What are you doing?” I practically cried.“Shhh.  Just cooperate and it’ll be fine.

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