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" I&amp;#039;m no law expert, but I&amp;#039;m pretty sure what D. and I just did was illegal. We had semi-public sex. But we were left with no choice. We have to complete all of the positions in the Kama Sutra and the Backstairs Boogaloo requires a staircase. D. and I don&amp;#039;t have staircases. The only staircases we have access to are in semi-public or public locations. Therefore, your honor, we had no choice but to take our sexing to the streets. Well, not exactly the streets. Rather, the stairwell in D.&amp;#039;s apartment building. Here&amp;#039;s what we did to make sure we didn&amp;#039;t get caught. (Because, while some people get off on the risk of being caught, I certainly don&amp;#039;t want to spend the rest of D.&amp;#039;s lease awkwardly running into some old lady who saw my hoo-ha.) 1. We did it in the middle of the night. Yes, alarm clock and all. This is the sort of thing that has to be planned! 2. We did it for only a minute. OK, more like 30 seconds. 3. We kept most of our clothing on. That way, in case said old lady saw us, we could quickly pull up our pants and pretend we were, I don&amp;#039;t know...like, running the stairs for exercise. At 4am. In our pajamas. Without running shoes on. Naturally. We started hooking up in bed. I went down on D. for a few minutes and for a moment, I thought things would end right there in bed before we even got to the stairs. But I used his technique and tugged on his balls to slow him down. Worked like a charm. Then he returned the favor, going down on me. Then we threw on boxers and tees and went into the hallway. I positioned myself up one step from D. with my calves around his thighs and my hands resting a few steps up. We wanted to move really fast so he pulled down both of our boxers, pushed in to me and starting thrusting. I found it more comfortable to lean down so that my torso was closer to the stairs. In fact, I folded my arms and rested my head on them. And D. told me afterward that he had one leg down a few stairs to give him leverage to push against me. Stairway to heaven, indeed. Like I said, we only went at it for half a minute or so. I was too nervous to keep going. Plus, sounds echo in there and I was worried that if one of us moaned, some worried neighbor would call the cops. And while it might make for a good Cosmo caught-in-the-act story, I wasn&amp;#039;t about to explain the 77 positions in 77 days challenge to a New York City cop. We finished up in bed\u2014doggy style. And to be honest, there wasn&amp;#039;t a huge difference between doing it on a bed and doing it in the stairwell. Except of course that from now on walking up those stairs will always give me a little tingle. Have you ever done it in public? Have you ever been caught? By whom? What are other ways you&amp;#039;d suggest doing it on the stairs? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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