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Originally Posted by M A X
I have a teenage parking story. LOL Senior year of high school, I went parking with my then, future husband. We went to a local wooded area that was popular with the teenagers. It had lots of cul de sac's and private areas. We wove through the trees on the little lanes until we found what we thought was the perfect spot.
We pulled into our cozy little nook in my new Ford Escort. We broke out a beer for him and a Malt Duck (anyone remember that vile stuff?) for me. We talked and cut up a bit while drinking and then the making out started. Gosh, I remember how hot I was for him. He was on the football team, so he had a really hard body from working out. He was also voted Most Handsome in our school that year, so as you can imagine he was more than easy on the eyes and a juicy morsel of a young man, if ever there was one. Yes, I used to be a Shallow Hal, but have definitely grown in that aspect of my life. Anyway, I digress.
So, the making out had started and moved quickly into heavy petting, followed by the removal of several articles of clothing from both our bodies. Now here we are in my little Ford Escort, and we had laid the passenger seat back. I crawled over the console and was on top of him riding him CG. Needless to say, we were going at it hot and heavy, regardless of the cramped and uncomfortable conditions of my little car. We were totally oblivious to our surroundings and absolutely into the moment. Just as I came, there was a tapping on the driver's side window....which, btw was somewhat fogged up at the time. (imagine that...LOL)
Yep, you probably guessed it....we were totally busted by not just one, but two of our local friendly civil servants. Needless to say, the scramble for clothing was on!!! LOL We were both 18 at the time, so there weren't any legal age issues, thank goodness! Somehow, they managed to overlook or just flat out didn't see the alcohol in the vehicle.......whew. After a "friendly little chat" with the officers and checking of license, blah blah blah, they were kind enough to wait while we finished dressing and departed the area. Even had they left us alone and not waited, the moment was blown. :-(
At the time it was somewhat humiliating, but hey, at least I got "mine" before they interrupted us....LOL Sometimes the naughty little exhibitionist in me, wonders how long they had been there and what they were actually able to see.
Sorry for the hijack and back to the regularly scheduled programming.  |
Ha! Same sort of thing happened to me but I was a few years younger. I was just about to give him a bj in the back seat and we heard the tap of the flashlight.
The cop made my boyfriend drive me home as he followed us. He made him knock on my door and tell my dad what we were caught doing.
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