Myths about love in the car. How, where, and most importantly - why do it?

If there is a place where Americans regularly parted with innocence, so this is the back seat of the car. And even if innocence has been lost long ago, the rear seat is relevant to practice love - to be sure, you can read any Stephen king or show youth American film. Where did all those horror movies where the killer attacks secluded in the car deep in the woods a couple?


On Mature cogitation all falls into place: the fact that in America and some other countries the right to drive vehicles issued early enough, at the age of fourteen or sixteen, so that even school children can ride on their personal vehicles. Thus the well-being of Americans allowing you to have in the family several cars and offer them for personal use adolescents.




We are not in America and not going there today. What can you say about the national characteristics of love in the road?




First, the already saying "loss of innocence in the back seat in the car" seems to me to be nothing more than a myth. Or delirious dream dissatisfied teenager. Even American. He machine is already there. And the girl who is ready to lose her innocence, not yet. Secondly, Ukraine is still unknown, what is going to interest a young man anymore - girl or machine.




As for the love of girls to the back seat of the car, most of my friends ladies told that connected the moment of the loss of innocence at least with champagne, lit candles, roses and crisp sheets. The last thing they imagined a smell of gasoline, and then click lock the door, resting in the range.




And how can you imagine this? I speak now not of men. It is clear that they themselves now it is present in at least five different positions. On the back seat of a car can take a NAP without much comfort, and sex to engage in dubious joy. Want to argue with me?




First, not enough space to change position. Secondly, hard. Still, the back seat is not down Comforter. Thirdly, much more interesting, if you try to get in the front seat, put it in the horizontal. Then you'll have a lot more space.




There are extreme cases when partners owns unearthly passion. Exhausted from desire, I scarcely have time to run to my car and close the door from the inside. Well what can I say, when such a thing - and two driving not closely. For a long time on such a joy and folly to not count. Pierce you are a riot of temperaments front rack - and all the holder has cooled, it's time for a HUNDRED. Another myth about sex in the car debunked.




And heard the story about the woman who was caught in a cheating husband on the prints of bare feet inside the windshield of the car when it Zapatero when warm? This is how I had to bend the poor woman! A good wife should sympathize that not her, and the mistress, dust and dirt, bare heels up have conjugal duty to give. Debt - married, and to give account for altogether different woman. Here it rests against bare heels in the cold glass and thinks, "Only there was no war". What I have so great-grandmother of three men survived. I mean, the thought "Only there was no war helped my grandmother to overcome all difficulties are temporary, and not what you think.




I will not argue, men have plenty of romantic memories can be associated with sex in the car. Why? Yes, because the place itself requires to speed. Women rate sex like less, so a man should be ready to satisfy you in any other way. Still, he is not armless and not dumb once got my license, got behind the wheel and took you in a secluded place for sex.




The last thing I forgot to mention is oral sex in the car. Certainly a delightful way to entertain yourself on the tube for men and dubious pleasure for women, if it is not Sharon stone. And not female Spaniel. What have animals, you ask? Spaniel Laura, the dog of my friend, all the while dropping saliva and all that he sees, pulling in his mouth and carefully licking. Like the joke, when a man attempting to take off on the highway prostitute for oral sex received from pimp Groundhog with assurances that this will not fail. After the husband comes home, puts Groundhog his wife's hand and said: "Teach this guy to cook scrambled eggs and get outta here! "




On Mature reflection I came to the conclusion that after all the car is a vehicle, and not the room for sex. Although my husband recently rented a garage and now every evening goes along with the car to fix the last muffler. Old Freud would have found something to say about it, isn't it?

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School of life

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