My favourite place to ‘fool around’ with my guy is at our spot that we have near a park. But it is really private and it is romantic because it’s the spot were he first said ‘I love you’ at! It gets really intense sometimes and that’s when i wish that i had my own apartment to go back too!
I really wish that I could say that I was a smooth make-out queen, but I was such a klutz. It was dark. We were in the park. In the back seat of his ’66 Mustang. My hair was very long. The windows were all fogged. There was a rap on the window, a flashlight glaring and a big COP. He told us to sit up, return to the front seat and leave the area. Leave we did, with me still lying down in the back seat because my flowing tresses were wrapped around a window handle!
And of course there were all the infamous places to park. In Northeast Philly, that meant Krewstown (does Stan still love Rosalie Winkler?!) and Shady Lane. For my guy and me, it also meant finding any one of several new housing developments in our area. We’d drive into the up-and-coming complex, head for a dead end street, and watch the car windows fog up. Only problem is– it undid my Curl Free!
Caught In The Act My sister would call her boyfriend to come over every time my parents went out for the day. One day, my parents decided to come back a little earlier than expected. As soon my sister and her “beau” heard the key in the lock, the boyfriend jumped into the closet. My father came into her room, and immediately demanded that the boyfriend come out from hiding. slowly, the closet door opened, and out stepped the boyfriend. “Next time” said my father, “make sure you take your shoes with you.” My sister and brother-in-law(the boyfriend)still laugh about that today.
Well there were a few good places to fool around. The favorite during school hours was in one of the back rooms behind the stage at our school. Actually below the stage at school. It is particularly funny for me, because in my children’s school they have a room just like this under the stage, and because there are bathrooms and sinks in this room some of the mothers wanted to set these rooms up for the children’s use. Then it was pointed out that it would be a fire hazzard because there are no windows and the only way out is up one narrow staircase and through the auditorium. When not on school time basements were always a handy hiding place.
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!