I made the right choice, I guess
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Blast from the past,
Daily trivia
Emma was just fourteen years of age when we first met. I was eighteen. At that age, the four-year gap seemed enormous, and was seen as a sure sign of my sexual perversion. “Cradle-snatcher” was the politest expression my fellow students used to describe my obsession. In the prefects’ common-room was an object of pity when the conversation turned to girls and sex, as it often did. Without exception, they had chosen girlfriends of at least their own age - girls who spent all their pocket-money on cosmetics, dressed to kill at weekends, and were (by all accounts) sexually compliant if not provocative. Emma Jane, on the other hand, wore no make-up, still wore ankle socks and sensible flat shoes, and was seldom to be seen wearing anything but her drab school uniform. To my friends, and even to hers, Emma Jane was Plain Jane, young even for her age and sexually innocent. And at least until I left school, I was a figure of fun. But, as you can see from this archive picture, I had the last laugh.