My boyfriend and I couldn’t go to each other’s houses to “fool around”. We used to fool around in the stairwell of my building. It doesn’t sound very romantic….but when I was 16, it was the best place to be! There was a separate entrance from the front of my building, with it’s own tiny foyer area, and then the door to the stairwell. It seemed like our own private little getaway!
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