Supernaut
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Once my husband and I took the train from Seattle to LA. In Oregon, a family of skiers boarded -- two parents, with mostly teenagers. An attractive teenage girl was sitting behind us, and one of the teenage boys sat next to her. They made love all night, to the extent that two or three times my husband had to ask them to keep the moans down.
The next morning, as the family gathered their things together, one of the boy's sisters yelled at her mother, in shock, "They're holding hands under that blanket!" As if that was all they had been doing. Interestingly, the boy turned out to be kind of hideous-looking, in a completely acne-covered way. He definitely would not have been able to get away with it if he had boarded in the daylight.
I saw the girl walking through the LA terminal later, though, looking none the worse for wear.
Oh yeah - I can tell you, in the "cold light of day" (literally, it was early morning in Melbourne when we landed), as the two of us met our relatives, we were pretty much mortified after our 12-odd hours of canoodling.
But it's a fond memory - we wiled away what would have otherwise have been a pretty boring nite-flite.
I never saw her again.
ETA >> I have to say, it all started with letting a pretty girl sleep with her head on my shoulder for an hour or so.
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