Potentially embarrassing moments

[Not Afraid]

When Chris and I were first dating we were very, very, very, um, "active". We had several embarrassing moments of being caught in the act by several family members. On one occasion, his father walked into the room, opened the small fridge and started making a sandwich. On another, his very conservative BIL walked into the room looking for his wife and found naked us instead. Chris made a vallant effort to cover us up, but only succeeded in covering my back leaving the rest of me exposed. I was doing a good job of covering him.

After too many occasions of interruption, we enjoyed my parents being out of town. We had the entire 4 bedroom house to ourselves and made good use of it. One day Chris presented me with a concern It seems his naughty bits had developed a rash. Fearing the worse, we went to the free clinic for his and her exams. I checked out fine. The doctor who examined Chris took one look at him and asked if he'd been sexually active recently. When he explained how we were enjoying our privacy he replied "you are suffering from overuse - just keep it in your pants for a while and you'll be fine".

[Ghoulish Delight]

Oooh, that all reminds me of that time I dislocated CP's kneecap while in her bedroom at her parents' place, with her parents right on the other side of a very thin door.

[katiesue]

If you're having fun in a tent - turn the lights off first.

[Prudence]

I am a paragon of propriety and good taste and have no stories to share.

[Capt Jack]

Originally Posted by Prudence

I am a paragon of propriety and good taste and have no stories to share.

I have a memory that blocks out such things in blissful denial and therefore have no stories to share.

[katiesue]

My life has been a constant stream of humiliation - it's a daily event.

[GusGus]

have you heard my hiccups?

[BarTopDancer]

They get applause!

[GusGus]

or barked at!

[BDBopper]

I think you will get a kick out of this one guys.

Back before my Senior year of High School I served as a paid Intern for the American Foundation for The Blind evaluating adaptive equipment. As part of the Internship we had to attend a conference in Pittsburgh. As a matter of fact one of my closest online frineds from a DooWop club lived up there and I'd get to stay a day with her before heading back home after the conference.

Not only did my friend, Barbara Ann, let me stay with her for a night but she also wanted to throw a party in my honor. How nice! It was to be held a a local restaurant. What I did not realize is that we were to be in their private party room and not have the whole place to ourselves. Fast forward to the evening of the party. My friend holds the door open for me and I step in the door and make a grand entrance. I shout at the top of my lungs "BD Bopper has arrived!" The room had been bustling with waiters and diners but suddenly went quiet (except for the raucous laughter from the back room. My friend whispered in my ear what I did not realize and then we started laughing too as the manager excorted us to the back private party area.

I can't help but chuckle about the incident every now and again. My friend did so too. However she lost a valiant battle with cancer two years ago this week. I miss her a lot but will always carry this and many other wonderful memories of "Circe." That was Barbara Ann's nickname.