M.McCann's post on the previous page just reminded me.
I couldn't have been more than 16 years old at the time. And I had a loverly boyfriend with whom I enjoyed a good make-out (snogging) session when we weren't rutting like rabbits in his bed.

One afternoon we decided to go to a local park. It was a lovely Sunday. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, his hands were firmly entrenched in my pants.....

Now, we were at least somewhat modest youths and kept our delights to ourselves....in a small sports car.....in a 2-row parking lot.....facing the park with a lake behind....only a few feet from a sidewalk....with the other half of the park behind us.......

Every now and then the thought would briefly cross my mind that there were an awful lot of people at the park wandering around on this day. Eventually I asked the nearly completly unclothed boy I was about to mount why it seemed there were so many people around.



It was Easter Sunday.


At the park where the town holds it's annual easter-egg hunt and huge picnic.


We were parked in the middle of the easter-egg huting grounds....


oops

For my fellow Merikans and those of you who like cars...it was a Mazda RX-7. And for years I couldn't see one of those cars without cringing.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Wed 3 Dec 2008, 3:11, Reply)