Summer of ’77 by Ari Dupree

Summer of  77

Ari Dupree

 

         There once was a young women ,  lets call her Lovey,  who had a

 

fancy for me  .  She snuck  me her number as I was dining , drinking and

 

laughing with friends , without her parents seeing .   We met and  partied

 

while watching some deer feeding ,   we decided we could make

 

something here . We started dating and I don’t remember the beginning ,

 

guess I was to overcome with the love

 

disease ,  glad to finally just have some  good lovin.  It got even better

 

when she said she was moving out to Southampton for the summer ,  she

 

already had a job serving  food in the diner where sunrise hwy and

 

montauk hwy merge into one lane ,  and a place to live . A cute little

 

studio in a row of studios with a sauna in the basement laundry area  ,  it

 

could have been on north sea rd . I believe it was just east of  the canal to

 

the north .   I was lucky  to have met up with her because I had never

 

done that sort of thing before .  It started with 4 of us , sharing a studio

 

and 2 of us  not paying  rent  and one of those was me . We were buns up

 

kneeling,  wheeling and dealing   .

        

         I hung up a sheet to get some privacy because I wasn’t into being

 

 

watched  and seeing others  have sex ,  I felt it was easier then being

 

distracted or inhibited . It worked for me and no one else said anything .  

 

Sooner then later I was asked to tell one other not to come  by any more .

 

How was it up to me ? It was my friend who she was banging , which is

 

about all they were doing  not much of a friendship  ,   but I did step up

 

and tell him its over . Guess that helped me  earn me some points ?

        

         By this time with unemployment benefits coming in , I was hanging

 

in the Hamptons and using Lovey’s car to drive her to work and then

 

spend the day doing what I had always done , looking for women’s

 

clothes to wear and going to the beach . She did not know about the

 

clothes and I wouldn’t  admit anyway .  I did some fishing also  , really  

 

the canal was right there   and what else did I do when she was

 

working  ?         

        

         Least I forget she had 4 other female friends living nearby all

 

together right in the middle of the village  above a very upscale

 

boutique ,  I cant remember the name of . Across the street from the

 

Drivers seat restaurant , is that still there ?  Doesn’t this sound like a

 

sweet deal  ? I would go visit them when I was lonely and spent time hanging with 1 , 2 , 3  or 4 other women in Southampton village   while

 

Lovey worked and she was happy that she knew where I was .

        

         One day I almost blew it by having another women in our studio 

 

while Lovey worked and she came home to find us there . The other

 

women was only a neighbor who was locked out , but Lovey was fuming ,

 

man was she fuming !!!  It was totally innocent , I swear nothing

 

happened , she cooled off soon  after breaking into the other studio  and

 

“helping’’ the women out . Or perhaps while I was in the sauna in the

 

complex because  I had such a hard day . That sauna was sweet and it

 

was great on hot summer nights because after that it did not feel so hot

 

out . We had no air conditioner which sounds strange these days but I

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