1950s: Housewives' Pet Training

I didn't look at great-grandmother's scrapbook until I got home that night and was kind of tipsy. I had gone to a college party, flirted with a hot frat boy and a cute coed, but ended up home alone.

So I was already horny when I resumed reading, wondering what else great-grandmother did when she was my age.

I arrived at the diner that closed at ten, in fact the whole town shut down at ten, even on Fridays, with anticipation. I had Mrs. Madison call my mom to request that I assist her with an overnight sleepover at a church in a nearby community, so...