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The fact is, Americans are only now beginning to learn to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.
And in this novel, as is so often the case, it takes the younger generation to lead the way in opening the eyes of their elders.
NAUGHTY GIRLS SCHOOL — a shocking story, certainly, but one which may not be as unbelievable as it first appears, one which could hold many valuable lessons for a large segment of our diverse population.
Debbie Anderson’s first reaction to the Mayview School for Girls was one of unadulterated hatred, pure and simple.
Getting out of the cab that had brought her, the pretty eighteen-year-old girl stared through the huge front gate at what was to be her new home. A high, wrought-iron fence enclosed the acres of yard, the grass neat and well-trimmed. There was an abundance of shade trees, and a small creek ran bubbling through the grounds off to one side.
“It looks like a prison,” Debbie commented without a smile. She brushed a wisp of curly black hair back from her tanned forehead, then reached into the cab to get her small suitcase. “I’m going to hate it.”
“Naw!” the cabdriver laughed good-naturedly. “Listen, it’ll be a lot of fun. This is a very classy place. Lots of other rich teens. Hell, I wish I could afford to send my girls to a fancy school like this.”
“And I wish my parents couldn’t,” Debbie said.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.