GRAVEYARD SHIFT
This kind of sex will really bring you back to life
The summer after we graduated high school, my boyfriend and I were really into having sex in the car. Since neither one of us had our own place, it just seemed the most convenient place to work out our sexual tension. We would generally park on side streets where the lights wouldn’t hit our car and go at it for hours.
One day, we couldn’t wait for the sun to go down and we were desperate to find a spot that would allow us to explore our passion without interruption. We drove around for what seemed like hours, dying to have sex. Finally, I suggested we go to a cemetery, where I figured the winding roads would help us keep our session discreet. We drove into the cemetery, parked at the end of a long road and we proceeded to have amazing, uninhibited sex. After we finished, I guess my adventurous spirit (no pun intended) wore off and I realized that 1. I’d just had sex in a cemetery and 2. I wanted to get the hell out of there.As we drove toward the cemetery entrance, we noticed a large barricade blocking us in. I tried to remain calm, telling myself that there had to be other exits. There were, but they were locked too. My boyfriend and I were stuck in the middle of a graveyard and as my sex glow wore off, I became increasingly creeped out.
After about an hour, we were found by the cemetery’s owner, who wanted to know just what we were doing there past closing time. We said we were visiting a relative, but I think she knew we had been up to something a bit more… lively. That day I confirmed my belief in great sex and helpful spirits.
