Voting: Is It Just For Old People?. A Study of Youth Voting Behavior in Presidential Elections

Brother and sister, only a year apart in age, they looked like twins, both of them deeply tanned and platinum-haired and radiantly healthy. Stacy giggled. "Hey," she said to her brother, "did you notice Uncle Bill had a hard-on?" Mark snorted and turned to look at her. "Naw," he said, "I didn't. But then I was digging Aunt Karen. Man, what a pair of jugs." Stacy sighed. "Wouldn't it be far out if we could get it on with them?" "Forget it," said Mark. "They're so fuckin' middle-class and uptight. No, we gotta find our fun somewhere else, baby sister." "Like where?" said Stacy. "There's no kids around her. Just old people." "Well, I'm gonna sneak out tonight and explore," said Mark. "You wanta come along?" "Yeah," said Stacy. "I'm dying for some action. As soon as they go to bed…" Having agreed on their plan, brother and sister resumed the pleasant innocent expressions they always used around their aunt and uncle. They'd learned to con adults a long time ago. CHAPTER TWO That night after their aunt and uncle had gone to bed, Mark and Stacy sneaked out of the house, looking for fun ...»