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I still remember beginning to beg for a "remember me photo" in mid-summer, long before I had to return to college. She knew other girls were letting them be taken with Poloroids, and her cousin evidently had posed for a lot of them for her boyfriend.

Negotiations started with a two piece bathing suit, evolved to a tub covered with soap bubbles, to in her baby-doll pajamas, to a bra and panties + if that happened I wanted the garter belt and stockings. I kept arguing for nude but she was holding strong. Unlike most of the girls of the time, my girlfriend did not drink so I could not get her drunk for a great photo like a couple of my football friends had done. One even had a photo of two of the cheerleaders nude, supposedly.

Fortunately, this did not affect our fooling around but when the camera was mentioned or even in the car, she got really strict. As the time to leave got near, she began to waver a bit, and the day I was packed up and on my way, I drove by her home to say goodbye. Her family had gone to church, and she was home alone and met me at the front door nude. I had the camera and she looked resigned to let me take a photo, hopefully just from the waist up. I wanted more, and finally she got on the sofa, leaned back and gave me more than I could hope for---but she was not happy. I was, and this was a treasure that I still love to see. This old black and white Poloroid has held up well, thank heavens.