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sample rape mom "rapemom" story: She was tired too and rested her head on my shoulder the few blocks. "You were so good to me tonight" Kim said "I loved pleasing you" I said. "My car won't be ready until next week. Can you give my a ride home Friday? " Kim asked. "No problem" I said. "Anytime." DRIVE-IN -- think of the term -- what comes to mind? Movies. or sex? If it's the latter, it's probably because of outdoor movie theaters have a secure place in the sexual history of the United States. They are proving grounds, places in which to discover one's sensual metier. Drive-ins became sex centers in the Fifties and Sixties out of necessity. Young people did not "live together" in those decades, and you could only go so far in an indoor theater's balcony. Instead of apartments and college dorms, people lost their virginity in the backs of automobiles. It was cramped and stuffy and uncomfortable, but nobody cared. The smell of car leather and gasoline were like aphrodisiacs. If you were lucky, you could find a safe spot in the local lovers' lane or on an old abandoned roadway. Drive-ins were your best bet, provided you could park in a deserted section of the lot or were surounded by your friends' automobiles, because you could always get out of a clinch in a hurry and pretend you were only watching the movie, something you could not do in lovers' lane. The movies were hardly ever worth looking at, so making love was a much better way to spend the time. Coming of sexual age in the Sixties, back when drive-ins were at their most popular, I used to go to a place called the Spring Gardens, on the outskirts of town. It was a magical dinosaur with hot dog and popcorn concessions, a tatered, giant-size motion picture screen and room for plenty of convertibles... continue -> rape paysites |
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