The art of not getting caught while having sex is one that has always eluded me through my college years. First, in my freshman year, I visited a lady friend at her house. By 2 a.m., I had stripped her of all her clothes and I was half-naked myself when she started yelling for me to get off her – her mom had just walked in. At Northeastern, my girlfriend at the time and I decided to have sex once when my roommate was out. While she was on top, my supposedly missing roommate opened the door to get a picture perfect view of the two of us. Once, I was having sex at my house when my dad knocked on the door and asked if I was busy. Yes, yes I was. A security guard caught me once when he knocked on the window to tell us that this wasn’t a good place to park. Finally, last semester, my present girlfriend and I decided to forgo all attempts to be secretive. We would wait until my roommate appeared to be asleep to begin, his sleepless nights be damned.

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