The television screen shows a college crowd clustered on the beach. One of the niftiest coeds of the lot, Betsy, is off by herself, ignored, patting castles in the sand. A girl friend comes over to console her. Betsy whispers a burning question: "Could I possibly have bad breath?" The answer is could be, and Betsy is slipped a mouthwash. Then the camera dissolves to THE NEXT WEEKEND. The same old gang is singing around a bonfire on the beach. Only this time Betsy and one of the guys are making out like...
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