The babysitting job that I was splitting with Joy was at the house of the Jensens, who were non-members. It was fun having Joy along for a job like this one since it was one where the kids went to bed right off the bat, and all we had to do was hang out and be there to make sure nothing bad happened to them while their parents were gone.
This was a fantastic task since the Jensen's house was full of tempting delights. I almost would have been willing to pay to spend the evening there if I weren't being paid to do it.
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Wow, this brought back a lot of memories for me. I wasn't raised mormon, so I didn't have the accompanying guilt until a few years later after converting. I remember sneaking the magazines, not being able to go, um, very long without doing the deed (a week?! egads!), the late night cable shows. Anybody remember the show Bizarre on Showtime? That was just an all-around great show. :) Oh, and not to forget getting sucked into some fantasy from looking at the eye candy of the day. Mmmm. Puberty really sucked (or didn't, as the case may be) in so many ways.
I'm salivating for more. :)
Thanks MattMan!!!
That's right: horrible at the time, great stories in retrospect, once you have the experience to understand what's going on...
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