On a trampoline in her backyard in 1983. Her parents weren't home so the squeaking didn't worry us. Forgot about the neighbors and one of them ratted us out. Wasn't allowed to see her for a couple months when her dad gave up trying to keep her home. Next time was in the backseat of my 1971 Camero.
I've run across her off and on since then, she has aged a lot better than me.
