Have you ever had a crush on someone that you were definitely not supposed to have a crush on?

Maybe it was a crush on someone who worked underneath you.

Maybe it was someone in a position of power above you, a teacher or a boss, a professor.

Or maybe it was simply that this person was already spoken for.

They already had a boyfriend, or a girlfriend, or a husband, or a wife.

Though it would be nice if we could all only find ourselves romantically or sexually interested in people who are always good for us,

age appropriate, single, on a similar life path,

it's oftentimes the differences that seem to make us so attractive to one another.

So if you've had this kind of crush, what did you do about it?

Did you suffer in silence?

Did you try to confess your feelings and end up getting flustered and stumbling all over yourself?

Did you maybe get really drunk and do something super embarrassing?

Or did you get over it?

Did you maybe look back months or years or decades later and realize

that you had really dodged a bullet that probably nothing good or at least

nothing worth it would have come out of it? For the main characters in today's story, that would not happen.

When 16-year-old high school student Amy Fisher met 35-year-old mechanic, dad, husband, huge dirtbag,

Joey Budafuco, She was not instantly smitten, but she sure became that way.

The Long Island mechanic was effortlessly popular in his Long Island New York town of Massapiqua

and at the garage complete

auto body where he worked. And Amy, a high school student, wasn't exactly

unpopular. She definitely had friends. But she'd also always sort of

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