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Karen McMahon had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday. It was a great age for a girl to be, especially on a warm and humid June day. It was the age at which a young woman first realizes the full power and potential of her sexuality. Karen sat in History class barely listening to Mr. Jenkins drone on. What was he talking about now? She stopped listening twenty minutes earlier. Oh, yes, it was Friday so he was giving a speech about local history. Mr. Jenkins thought he was very hip when he introduced "local history Fridays" right after February vacation. "So you see," he continued in his squeaky, boring, and yet monotone voice. (A feat of nature to have such a weird combination of vocal qualities, Karen thought.) "Samuel Slater arrived in America in 1789. He had left England w