In the beginning I finally did it.

This is the last picture of the photo booth session after my boyfriend had had me in his arms topless. It was something we dated not talk about on the phone or in letters because of his mother snooping. We developed codes. But eagerly looked forward to our time together and our chances to be alone. My parents weren't so bad. They liked my boyfriend right from the start.
But for the time being we found our chances. Or should I say made our chances.