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!
Original author: Anonymous