Well, that doesn't sound very sanitary. ;-)

I never got the whole bathroom thing. I did have a very fun romp in a darkened hotel banquet room once though! And more than a few times as a teenager on the beach at night!

> Hotel rooms are pricey!

And probably no cleaner:

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One of the best things Paglia ever said was about the differences between men and women. Paraphrase: Gay men are famous for casual encounters in public restrooms; can you imagine a less likely place to successfully romance a woman?

On the National Mall to watch the 4th of July fireworks, and saw a couple go into a port-a-john. A bunch of us were standing in line outside, and a young lady in front of me managed to rip the door open and proceeded to step right on over them (they fell out onto the ground). The couple kept right on going. Fireworks and porn- for free!

One word...,

stairwells.

(roomy, generally unused, private-ish, and for the non-exhibitionist just figure out where the cameras are, and if you want to give the security guard on duty a thrill, that's your choice)

Another word: House.

(Condo, Apartment.)

Speaking of hotel rooms, I heard of a statistic once that said that pay-per-view hotel porn is viewed for an average of seven minutes.

'Out in the sticks, they have haystacks and barns.'
And shrubbery. And woods. And cornfields. And lakes.
Outside in the rain. Ahhh, youth in the country.

I thought that was why cars came with back seats.

I never understood the beach thing. Sand gets everywhere, and if sandpaper condoms were a good idea, someone would sell them. Ouch.

Cars, people. Not stairwells. Cars parked far out in the dark. I don't want to see your fat hairy butt, I really don't, or your lady's gut either.

Maybe someone needs to bring back the Nash Bed-In-A-Car...