My Girlfriend’s Best Friend – Part 4 The Summer of ’77 Ends
All good things must end, and the summer of 1977 was no different. It had been an awesome summer for a teenager living on the Central Coast of California. I had played at a lot of the festivals in the area that celebrated the local crops; the Garlic Festival in Gilroy, the Artichoke Festival in Castroville, the Broccoli Festival in Greenfield, and the Strawberry Festival in Watsonville, just to name a few. There were also a ton of community events throughout the area and even up into the South Bay, as well as openings for a few well known acts from the SF Bay area and our usual bar/club gigs. Our band stayed busy. So did my cock. Ruth had become my favorite go-to girl on the weekends. I still saw my other ladies, but …
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