The year is 1979, I got on the school bus, in front of my house, both parents home seeing me leave, rode to school, went in the back doors where the bus dropped us off. Walked to my locker, smiling and waving to my friends, walked out the front door and into my worldly boyfriends little yellow MGB. We went to his house...did stuff all day..he drove me back last period of the day. Dropped me off out front, and I went to my locker, smiling and waving along the way. Went back out the back door and on to the bus. Our high school year book, we could leave a memorial for upcoming freshmen. mine says, "I leave my ablity to skip class and not get caught."
I did this at least 3 times a week. Never did get caught.........oh wait, that's not entirely true. I did kinda get caught..... A year later, I had a baby girl. I confessed my pregnancy to an elder and told him not to tell my parents, (he didn't) I ran off and got married to the boyfriend. I told the elder we only did it one time, I think he felt bad for me, he and his wife threw me a baby shower and I wasn't df'd...that time.
lisa