Barry
wanted nothing to do with these cards, and he stood off in the distance
(was he on lookout?) while I scoured a nearby honeydew patch for more
nudie girls. We were about the same age, but he had intensely religious
parents (which probably meant he had seen a lot more of this stuff
than I in my lapsed-Catholic home) who might castrate him if they
found these under his mattress.
You
can learn more about Mr. Thomas by visiting your local library. Or
go to his homepage.