A LITTLE BACKGROUND I had always been a one-and-done kind of guy. If I jerked off in the shower in the morning, it took a lot to get me aroused again and ready to perform that evening. I had learned this the hard way (no pun intended) one Labor Day weekend. Suzy was a junior at St. Agatha’s, an all-girls school across town. We’d met at the Blue Grass Swim Club, where we were both lifeguards. We hit it off the very first d...