In high school, I went to Homecoming dance with a girl that I hardly knew. In a way, we were set up by mutual friends. She was a petite blonde, thin, rode horses, yet oddly enough, she did nothing for me. Perhaps she gave off the prude religious vibe. Back then, curvaceous and lustful girls were what caught my attention. I never pursued this girl after our date. What a foolish move! A year later, she dyed her hair black and was getting a reputation for being a sexual misfit. Exciting accounts of her public debauchery were circled around and she was looking very tempting. Shucks.