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This story might be too tame for those looking for wild porn or group sex descriptions, but it is a true account of my early life when my wife and I lived with an older couple and reflects the sort of free-wheeling morals of the times back in the late 60's. It is a bunch of warm memories for me but it may not turn you on. Just warning you.
Our "communal" life
Truth be told, my wife and I when first married were rather open sexually. While we never actually had any other sexual partners then each other, it WAS the 60's ... and even into the early 70's it was fast and loose when it came to sex and nudity - two things I loved.
We were married my senior year in college and rented a house a few miles off campus - a little cape cod love nest and one of the happiest years of our lives. We were very horny most of the time and usually made love every morning. After my classes and when my wife got home from work in the evening, we spent most of the time naked together. I loved being naked and convinced my wife that it was fun and sexy to just let it all hang out. We'd eat dinner naked, watch tv naked and usually couldn't keep our hands off one another. We made love in every part of that house and on one lovely hot Spring night, outside on the lawn in the back yard.
We watched porn together too. In those days, there were no VCRs or porn cable channels, but the couple we eventually moved in with, did have some 8mm porn and a projector and lent us their collection. My wife and I spent many a pleasant evening watching black and white and color pornography - mainly couples naked fucking, the men with their black socks on, the women sucking dicks. We'd be naked of course and often would bring each other off with our hands. Those orgasm were wonderful.
On several occasions, we even convinced other couples who were over for dinner and drinks, to strip down and we all sat around naked, conversing. Sometimes we'd all get pretty drunk and the evening would end with the couple staying overnight and all of us having sex in the living room. We never 'swung' though - never exchanged partners. It just wasn't something that appealed to us. But it was a turn on to have another naked couple with us - young fairly good looking too - as we had sex.
After College, my wife and I were at loose ends and after a year of substitute teaching and living in my old bedroom at home with my Parents (a terrible period in our marriage!), we took up another couple's - the couple who lent us the porn films - invitation to move in with them.
They were an older couple (they were around 30-ish, we were 22) in fact he was the Psychology teacher at the college I attended and that's how we became friends. I did an interview with him for the campus paper in Junior year when he had just joined the faculty, and he invited us over for dinner and we became social friends.
They were a very attractive couple: Steve and Ida. Both were on the diminutive side (maybe 5'8" tall) and thin. Steve dressed like a college prof and so did Ida (she taught 'computer science'). They were tanned and very energetic and active socially. They lived well and we were very impressed by them. They seemed to know just HOW to live: the right wines, the correct cuisine ...
They were financially well off through some mysterious investments he had made and, with his salary as a professor and her salary as a professor at another college, they were doing quite well and treated us to everything (I don't think I ever picked up a check).
We were unemployed other than those sub teaching jobs. It was one of those economic downturns and we couldn't find anything that paid decently nor did we have much of an idea of what we wanted 'to do' with our lives. Frankly, we were just enjoying life. We had no funds other then what we had saved from the per diem as teacher subs ($25 per day at that time) but it was enough to keep us in beer and cigarettes for a while as long as we didn't have to pay rent.
Steve and Ida had a large house in the country ... the Schooly Mountain section of Northern Jersey where it was rumored Merv Griffin had a home. The large house had only two bedrooms but they were both huge ... it was an old Victorian farmhouse that they had decorated incredibly well ... the dining room and living room looked like an old English library ... dark woods, long formal dining table and large chairs, overstuffed chairs and couches in the living room, eclectic and rich looking. Some of the rooms had no electric and were lit only with candles which made for some romantic dining and relaxing. A fire was usually roaring in the living room and we spent many an evening sipping drinks and talking.
The rooms were filled with suggestive artwork: paintings of female nudes, small sculpture of nude males.I remember well a sculpture: I life sized, plaster female torso on a pedestal and was intrigued when I learned it was actually Ida! She had had a plaster body cast made of her. The thoughts of her nude with an artist like that were very arousing and there for all to see, were Ida's boobs and flat tummy and the top of her ass.
Their kitchen was modern with an eat-in area and all the amenities and off the kitchen was a billiard room. It was a house made for comfort and recreation. And parties.
Outside, the rear and side yard area - or garden as they called it - was private; surrounded by tall hedges. There was an outbuilding at one end of the yard with a two car garage and storage. This is where we 'parked' what stuff we had when Steve and Ida invited us to 'crash' with them until we got settled.
We lived there about a year ...
They had many parties at the house with their friends and a handful of ours.
These parties were in the summer where the house and garden could be used and usually wound up with most of the attendees drunk and naked and that included my wife and I. There was no wild sex (well none that included us since we were not that interested in that) just sort of natural 'lounging' around in our birthday suits, drinking and chatting the night away. At some parties, couples would go off further into the yard and it was obvious that they were making love. It just added to the sexually charged atmosphere that I loved.
My wife and I had one bedroom, Steve and Ida had the other and that is where we would retire after each day and evenings activities - whether it was after a weekend party or a weeknight dinner and evening of games.
We did a lot of things with Steve and Ida. They had a 32' boat at the beach we went out into the Atlantic on and it slept all of us comfortably when we stayed overnight at the marina. We went 'antique' shopping and attended auctions: one of their sources of incomes was buying and selling things. They went to Bermuda alone one time and bought china dishes which they sold when they returned which more then paid for their trip.
One crazy week the four of us drove to Florida in my VW beetle convertible. It was off season in Miami and we stayed at the finest hotels for only a few dollars per night ... what a time.
While in Miami, we saw "Deep Throat" and several other explicit porno flicks. It was a time when it was acceptable for young couples to go and see these things and not feel like perverts. They were shown in 'regular' movies theaters not sleazy porn houses.
We also saw the first live strip show we had ever seen. Miami had these strip joints: old movie theaters really and they would feature 3 or 4 strippers and a lame comedian. The strippers would go from kinda blah to amazing in terms of their act and appearance. The show we saw, we weren't impressed by the first two gals whose boobs kinda sagged, but the third girl; WOW, she was Puerto Rican and had a very hard body and could move it sooooo seductively. God, she was so nicely shaped and had such sweet smooth dark skin. Truly arousing. It must have been one of the first 'gigs' she had gotten since her parents were in the audience and, after she had stripped to her g-string, she introduced them and we all applauded never taking our eyes off the near naked girl. And, of course, the last part of every act, was the taking off of the g-string for just a momentary glimpose of the "holy grail." Sexy ...
It was like vaudeville though in this sense that a wretched, aging comedian came out before and after the strippers did their thing and tried to make jokes. He would pick people out of the audience to crack jokes off of as part of his act. He picked me unfortunately - I guess I looked young enough to be stupid - and said "You know, some of these girls actually are 'thesbians' ..." trying to get a laugh as he pointed to me "Hey, you k**, you know what a thesbian is don't you?" And of course he expected me to give the 'lesbian' definition and he was SO disappointed when I said "actor'! My wife and friends later said they were SO glad I knew the difference ... That Florida trip which only lasted a week had a month's worth of memories.
After the porn movies and the strip club, my wife and I would return to our hotel room and work out all the pent up sexual passion that had built up. It was glorious.
I mentioned Steve's 8 mm porn collection that he lent us and it was at his house originally that he introduced us to his collection of porn films. It was very arousing for the four of us to watch these and it was not unusual for us to strip down and each couple fondled one another as we watched.
I recall the first time he showed a film we were all in the living room and my wife kept remarking how 'disgusting' this was and that she could NOT believe she was watching it ... then, when it was over, there was some laughter and silence and another round of drinks (we drank quite a bit lol) and my wife said "That was terribe! ... do you have any more?" And we all cracked up and Steve said that was the reaction of all the girls when he showed these films ... These are terrible, more, please! And, as I say, the clothes slipped off easily about half way through these films as each of us grew aroused by all the action on the screen. My dick was constantly erect during these times and my wife was totally aroused herself as I felt when I fingered her pussy.
The sex that my wife and I had after seeing these films was really passionate as we would both get very aroused watching them over and over again. And we would try out some of the positions and I think my wife learned a lot about oral sex watching these films. Frankly I was mesmerized by them and that began a life long fascination with porn.
It became obvious that one of the objectives Steve had was to get into our young pants (or at least my wife's panties). He made many references to the 'sexual revolution' over dinners and made lots of explicit jokes to my wife about 'sleeping together' or 'sucking my 12 inches' (we were very open about our language back then and Steve always joked that his was a foot long) and she would go along with the banter as it was sorta modern and trendy and just joking around ...
But nonetheless, my wife and I, in spite of the sexually charged atmosphere and the times we lived in, were actually old-fashioned, monogamous people at heart. We were not interested in sharing our beds or bodies with anyone let alone these two 'older' people regardless of Steve's ploys to seduce us into it.
One evening over drinks by the fire, to try and further his goal, he and Ida put on a display of 'how they made love.' They took off their clothing and got on the floor naked in the living room and went through the motions, with Steve describing what they were doing and how it aroused each of them. It WAS pretty sexy to watch and their bodies glistened in the glow of the fire. In response, in a natural way, my wife and I fondled and made out another without taking off our clothes. We instinctively knew that if we stripped down, things would get out of hand - we were both pretty drunk and anything could have happened with some provocation. In retrospect, it was a pretty admirable restraint that we showed at the time.
There were no lights in the room on other then what was coming from the fire in the fireplace and it was cool watching them naked, rolling around in front of us. His cock was stiff, her cute little bush was exposed completely and she had the sweetest little boobs and round ass - the proverbial boyish figure. Steve carefully narrated what he was doing ... massaging and kissing her breasts, touching her pussy, manipulated her pussy lips and stroking her clit and then urging her to stroke his cock and they both went down on one another briefly. It was like a live porn flick!
Well, we could see Steve expected us to join in and when, after a while it became obvious we were not going to and were happy just watching and fondling one another through our clothing, he faked that he lost his erection. Stating that it "had never happened before," he brought the sex demonstration to an end and we all went to our separate bedrooms. The evening ended, needless to say, a bit awkwardly.
Anther time, we were all drunk and went to our separate beds and, I am sure they were listening as my wife and I were making love as we were none too quiet and the bed squeaked like crazy, and suddenly the two of them came running through the room completely naked!(remember streaking?) We were naked too of course since we were making love, but we were mostly covered by a blanket. Still it satisfied their desire to see us sort of 'caught in the act.' They ran through the room several times - we were laughing hysterically at their antics, and I'm sure Steve planned on hopping in bed with us so we could all 'play' - when Ida stubbed her toe on the foot of the bed. It turned out that it was broken!
They had to go off to the emergency room and my wife and I finished up our love making. Poor Steve, none of his schemes to seduce or surprise us worked out.
Another time, we were all drunk again and Steve convinced us to actually get in separate beds: me with Ida and Steve with my wife. We were all naked of course. I don't recall the exact details of why Steve got us to split up like that: I think it was a dare or some sort of game (we were always playing games) but it didn't last long. Ida and I touched each other, stroked each other and went through the motions for a few minutes but it was obvious, I was not at all passionate. When Ida asked point blank if I wanted to make love to her, I replied:
"No. I don't want to insult you, but I really don't wanna." and, apparently, my wife answered Steve's question the same way because he came back into the room I was in and said sadly,
"Well that didn't work out, lets all just go to sleep." And I left and he stayed.
One thing Steve was able to achieve was see us both naked on many evenings in front of the fire. We would be playing a game or something and he usually found some reason to have us all take off our clothes. I loved nudity and my wife didn't mind it either, so Steve and Ida at least got to have good looks at us totally starkers. Often I would get an erection as I couldn't help getting aroused with all that bare skin around.
After a few months of playful co-inhabiting, Steve got me a job at the college he was teaching at and we began commuting together to and from work. After working for a year, I earned enough money to rent an apartment and we moved out. It was just time. It was like a clock went off and the alarm sad, end of playtime.
We remained friends though and many times they would come over to our place for dinner. Until one evening that turned out to be a 'final one': Steve was up for playing his usual games ... tickling my wife and both of them were half undressed when to my horror, Steve put my wife's hand directly on his stiff cock! Whoops. That was it. Party over. I tossed them out and our friendship was at an end. I don't think they minded really as Steve was NOT getting what he wanted from us and at that point figured either we were going to put out or the hell with us. And at the moment, it was the hell with each other.
I really liked them a lot. We had so much fun. We laughed so damn much and did such neat things (They had a Halloween costume party once with a stripper. Part of the night's activities was all piling in cars and going to tour a 'haunted house' - an old abandoned place nearby).
Another time, we had driven up to Cape Cod without any hotel reservations and, when we could not find a hotel room, decided to sleep in the car (a VW beetle convertible). About an hour after we stopped on this residential street, a police car showed up and the cops carded us and escorted us out of town ... We drove from there to the Jersey shore that night and slept on their boat. The next day we boiled lobster and had steamed clams and beer.
What fun we had and with such a sense of freedom and no responsibilities. And, no rent and it was all expenses paid to boot ... although the price eventually was just too high.
We lost touch with them over the years. I know they moved to California ... Steve actually had a radio talk show out there for a while: It was a call-in psychology show. They dyed their hair blond (we saw them in a grocery store one time when they were back visiting here) and they really looked strange since Steve had this dark mustache as well as the dyed blond hair.
It was a hell of a ride!
Our "communal" life
Truth be told, my wife and I when first married were rather open sexually. While we never actually had any other sexual partners then each other, it WAS the 60's ... and even into the early 70's it was fast and loose when it came to sex and nudity - two things I loved.
We were married my senior year in college and rented a house a few miles off campus - a little cape cod love nest and one of the happiest years of our lives. We were very horny most of the time and usually made love every morning. After my classes and when my wife got home from work in the evening, we spent most of the time naked together. I loved being naked and convinced my wife that it was fun and sexy to just let it all hang out. We'd eat dinner naked, watch tv naked and usually couldn't keep our hands off one another. We made love in every part of that house and on one lovely hot Spring night, outside on the lawn in the back yard.
We watched porn together too. In those days, there were no VCRs or porn cable channels, but the couple we eventually moved in with, did have some 8mm porn and a projector and lent us their collection. My wife and I spent many a pleasant evening watching black and white and color pornography - mainly couples naked fucking, the men with their black socks on, the women sucking dicks. We'd be naked of course and often would bring each other off with our hands. Those orgasm were wonderful.
On several occasions, we even convinced other couples who were over for dinner and drinks, to strip down and we all sat around naked, conversing. Sometimes we'd all get pretty drunk and the evening would end with the couple staying overnight and all of us having sex in the living room. We never 'swung' though - never exchanged partners. It just wasn't something that appealed to us. But it was a turn on to have another naked couple with us - young fairly good looking too - as we had sex.
After College, my wife and I were at loose ends and after a year of substitute teaching and living in my old bedroom at home with my Parents (a terrible period in our marriage!), we took up another couple's - the couple who lent us the porn films - invitation to move in with them.
They were an older couple (they were around 30-ish, we were 22) in fact he was the Psychology teacher at the college I attended and that's how we became friends. I did an interview with him for the campus paper in Junior year when he had just joined the faculty, and he invited us over for dinner and we became social friends.
They were a very attractive couple: Steve and Ida. Both were on the diminutive side (maybe 5'8" tall) and thin. Steve dressed like a college prof and so did Ida (she taught 'computer science'). They were tanned and very energetic and active socially. They lived well and we were very impressed by them. They seemed to know just HOW to live: the right wines, the correct cuisine ...
They were financially well off through some mysterious investments he had made and, with his salary as a professor and her salary as a professor at another college, they were doing quite well and treated us to everything (I don't think I ever picked up a check).
We were unemployed other than those sub teaching jobs. It was one of those economic downturns and we couldn't find anything that paid decently nor did we have much of an idea of what we wanted 'to do' with our lives. Frankly, we were just enjoying life. We had no funds other then what we had saved from the per diem as teacher subs ($25 per day at that time) but it was enough to keep us in beer and cigarettes for a while as long as we didn't have to pay rent.
Steve and Ida had a large house in the country ... the Schooly Mountain section of Northern Jersey where it was rumored Merv Griffin had a home. The large house had only two bedrooms but they were both huge ... it was an old Victorian farmhouse that they had decorated incredibly well ... the dining room and living room looked like an old English library ... dark woods, long formal dining table and large chairs, overstuffed chairs and couches in the living room, eclectic and rich looking. Some of the rooms had no electric and were lit only with candles which made for some romantic dining and relaxing. A fire was usually roaring in the living room and we spent many an evening sipping drinks and talking.
The rooms were filled with suggestive artwork: paintings of female nudes, small sculpture of nude males.I remember well a sculpture: I life sized, plaster female torso on a pedestal and was intrigued when I learned it was actually Ida! She had had a plaster body cast made of her. The thoughts of her nude with an artist like that were very arousing and there for all to see, were Ida's boobs and flat tummy and the top of her ass.
Their kitchen was modern with an eat-in area and all the amenities and off the kitchen was a billiard room. It was a house made for comfort and recreation. And parties.
Outside, the rear and side yard area - or garden as they called it - was private; surrounded by tall hedges. There was an outbuilding at one end of the yard with a two car garage and storage. This is where we 'parked' what stuff we had when Steve and Ida invited us to 'crash' with them until we got settled.
We lived there about a year ...
They had many parties at the house with their friends and a handful of ours.
These parties were in the summer where the house and garden could be used and usually wound up with most of the attendees drunk and naked and that included my wife and I. There was no wild sex (well none that included us since we were not that interested in that) just sort of natural 'lounging' around in our birthday suits, drinking and chatting the night away. At some parties, couples would go off further into the yard and it was obvious that they were making love. It just added to the sexually charged atmosphere that I loved.
My wife and I had one bedroom, Steve and Ida had the other and that is where we would retire after each day and evenings activities - whether it was after a weekend party or a weeknight dinner and evening of games.
We did a lot of things with Steve and Ida. They had a 32' boat at the beach we went out into the Atlantic on and it slept all of us comfortably when we stayed overnight at the marina. We went 'antique' shopping and attended auctions: one of their sources of incomes was buying and selling things. They went to Bermuda alone one time and bought china dishes which they sold when they returned which more then paid for their trip.
One crazy week the four of us drove to Florida in my VW beetle convertible. It was off season in Miami and we stayed at the finest hotels for only a few dollars per night ... what a time.
While in Miami, we saw "Deep Throat" and several other explicit porno flicks. It was a time when it was acceptable for young couples to go and see these things and not feel like perverts. They were shown in 'regular' movies theaters not sleazy porn houses.
We also saw the first live strip show we had ever seen. Miami had these strip joints: old movie theaters really and they would feature 3 or 4 strippers and a lame comedian. The strippers would go from kinda blah to amazing in terms of their act and appearance. The show we saw, we weren't impressed by the first two gals whose boobs kinda sagged, but the third girl; WOW, she was Puerto Rican and had a very hard body and could move it sooooo seductively. God, she was so nicely shaped and had such sweet smooth dark skin. Truly arousing. It must have been one of the first 'gigs' she had gotten since her parents were in the audience and, after she had stripped to her g-string, she introduced them and we all applauded never taking our eyes off the near naked girl. And, of course, the last part of every act, was the taking off of the g-string for just a momentary glimpose of the "holy grail." Sexy ...
It was like vaudeville though in this sense that a wretched, aging comedian came out before and after the strippers did their thing and tried to make jokes. He would pick people out of the audience to crack jokes off of as part of his act. He picked me unfortunately - I guess I looked young enough to be stupid - and said "You know, some of these girls actually are 'thesbians' ..." trying to get a laugh as he pointed to me "Hey, you k**, you know what a thesbian is don't you?" And of course he expected me to give the 'lesbian' definition and he was SO disappointed when I said "actor'! My wife and friends later said they were SO glad I knew the difference ... That Florida trip which only lasted a week had a month's worth of memories.
After the porn movies and the strip club, my wife and I would return to our hotel room and work out all the pent up sexual passion that had built up. It was glorious.
I mentioned Steve's 8 mm porn collection that he lent us and it was at his house originally that he introduced us to his collection of porn films. It was very arousing for the four of us to watch these and it was not unusual for us to strip down and each couple fondled one another as we watched.
I recall the first time he showed a film we were all in the living room and my wife kept remarking how 'disgusting' this was and that she could NOT believe she was watching it ... then, when it was over, there was some laughter and silence and another round of drinks (we drank quite a bit lol) and my wife said "That was terribe! ... do you have any more?" And we all cracked up and Steve said that was the reaction of all the girls when he showed these films ... These are terrible, more, please! And, as I say, the clothes slipped off easily about half way through these films as each of us grew aroused by all the action on the screen. My dick was constantly erect during these times and my wife was totally aroused herself as I felt when I fingered her pussy.
The sex that my wife and I had after seeing these films was really passionate as we would both get very aroused watching them over and over again. And we would try out some of the positions and I think my wife learned a lot about oral sex watching these films. Frankly I was mesmerized by them and that began a life long fascination with porn.
It became obvious that one of the objectives Steve had was to get into our young pants (or at least my wife's panties). He made many references to the 'sexual revolution' over dinners and made lots of explicit jokes to my wife about 'sleeping together' or 'sucking my 12 inches' (we were very open about our language back then and Steve always joked that his was a foot long) and she would go along with the banter as it was sorta modern and trendy and just joking around ...
But nonetheless, my wife and I, in spite of the sexually charged atmosphere and the times we lived in, were actually old-fashioned, monogamous people at heart. We were not interested in sharing our beds or bodies with anyone let alone these two 'older' people regardless of Steve's ploys to seduce us into it.
One evening over drinks by the fire, to try and further his goal, he and Ida put on a display of 'how they made love.' They took off their clothing and got on the floor naked in the living room and went through the motions, with Steve describing what they were doing and how it aroused each of them. It WAS pretty sexy to watch and their bodies glistened in the glow of the fire. In response, in a natural way, my wife and I fondled and made out another without taking off our clothes. We instinctively knew that if we stripped down, things would get out of hand - we were both pretty drunk and anything could have happened with some provocation. In retrospect, it was a pretty admirable restraint that we showed at the time.
There were no lights in the room on other then what was coming from the fire in the fireplace and it was cool watching them naked, rolling around in front of us. His cock was stiff, her cute little bush was exposed completely and she had the sweetest little boobs and round ass - the proverbial boyish figure. Steve carefully narrated what he was doing ... massaging and kissing her breasts, touching her pussy, manipulated her pussy lips and stroking her clit and then urging her to stroke his cock and they both went down on one another briefly. It was like a live porn flick!
Well, we could see Steve expected us to join in and when, after a while it became obvious we were not going to and were happy just watching and fondling one another through our clothing, he faked that he lost his erection. Stating that it "had never happened before," he brought the sex demonstration to an end and we all went to our separate bedrooms. The evening ended, needless to say, a bit awkwardly.
Anther time, we were all drunk and went to our separate beds and, I am sure they were listening as my wife and I were making love as we were none too quiet and the bed squeaked like crazy, and suddenly the two of them came running through the room completely naked!(remember streaking?) We were naked too of course since we were making love, but we were mostly covered by a blanket. Still it satisfied their desire to see us sort of 'caught in the act.' They ran through the room several times - we were laughing hysterically at their antics, and I'm sure Steve planned on hopping in bed with us so we could all 'play' - when Ida stubbed her toe on the foot of the bed. It turned out that it was broken!
They had to go off to the emergency room and my wife and I finished up our love making. Poor Steve, none of his schemes to seduce or surprise us worked out.
Another time, we were all drunk again and Steve convinced us to actually get in separate beds: me with Ida and Steve with my wife. We were all naked of course. I don't recall the exact details of why Steve got us to split up like that: I think it was a dare or some sort of game (we were always playing games) but it didn't last long. Ida and I touched each other, stroked each other and went through the motions for a few minutes but it was obvious, I was not at all passionate. When Ida asked point blank if I wanted to make love to her, I replied:
"No. I don't want to insult you, but I really don't wanna." and, apparently, my wife answered Steve's question the same way because he came back into the room I was in and said sadly,
"Well that didn't work out, lets all just go to sleep." And I left and he stayed.
One thing Steve was able to achieve was see us both naked on many evenings in front of the fire. We would be playing a game or something and he usually found some reason to have us all take off our clothes. I loved nudity and my wife didn't mind it either, so Steve and Ida at least got to have good looks at us totally starkers. Often I would get an erection as I couldn't help getting aroused with all that bare skin around.
After a few months of playful co-inhabiting, Steve got me a job at the college he was teaching at and we began commuting together to and from work. After working for a year, I earned enough money to rent an apartment and we moved out. It was just time. It was like a clock went off and the alarm sad, end of playtime.
We remained friends though and many times they would come over to our place for dinner. Until one evening that turned out to be a 'final one': Steve was up for playing his usual games ... tickling my wife and both of them were half undressed when to my horror, Steve put my wife's hand directly on his stiff cock! Whoops. That was it. Party over. I tossed them out and our friendship was at an end. I don't think they minded really as Steve was NOT getting what he wanted from us and at that point figured either we were going to put out or the hell with us. And at the moment, it was the hell with each other.
I really liked them a lot. We had so much fun. We laughed so damn much and did such neat things (They had a Halloween costume party once with a stripper. Part of the night's activities was all piling in cars and going to tour a 'haunted house' - an old abandoned place nearby).
Another time, we had driven up to Cape Cod without any hotel reservations and, when we could not find a hotel room, decided to sleep in the car (a VW beetle convertible). About an hour after we stopped on this residential street, a police car showed up and the cops carded us and escorted us out of town ... We drove from there to the Jersey shore that night and slept on their boat. The next day we boiled lobster and had steamed clams and beer.
What fun we had and with such a sense of freedom and no responsibilities. And, no rent and it was all expenses paid to boot ... although the price eventually was just too high.
We lost touch with them over the years. I know they moved to California ... Steve actually had a radio talk show out there for a while: It was a call-in psychology show. They dyed their hair blond (we saw them in a grocery store one time when they were back visiting here) and they really looked strange since Steve had this dark mustache as well as the dyed blond hair.
It was a hell of a ride!
Lesley
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