Re: Where is the worst place you have ever slept?
The worst place was the first time staying overnight with my wife when we first met, on her rock-hard futon in an unheated attic room on a bitter-cold, snowy northeastern January night. She was hot, and so was the sex. But we were interrupted when she was paged to deliver a baby at 1am. But, we heated things up again when she got back. As bad as the location was, the company made for a delightful memory.
Love is an ideal thing; marriage is a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
CELIBACY IS NOT HEREDITARY.