Tennis was in. Izod shirts were in. Collars up. Porsche 911s were in. Cocaine was in. Bands with synthesizer keyboards were in. Belonging to a country club was in. Wearing sweatshirts that said Harvard were in, even if you didn't know anyone who went to Harvard. And lovely blonde girl-next-door types were the one all the girls wanted to be, and all the guys wanted to be with.
How many fantasies involved a match of strip tennis back then? Or maybe I should say, what fantasy didn't involve strip tennis?
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