Sometimes, this will be frustrating for some parties involved. After a long summer trying not to be pretentious or prescriptive with these girls, I had somehow stumbled into a role they appreciated. Four months after my son David, then 15, finished his two-week stay at a sleepaway camp in New York, we received a telephone call from the communications department, informing us that one of their directors had been arrested for downloading kiddie porn onto his work computer. Gretchen and I had just returned to the dorm from the cafeteria when the song "Tainted Love" came on the radio from a room at the end of the hall. And they probably don't send their kids to camp to make out in front of all of their cabin mates, or play sexual truth or dare, or anything of that nature. I had a lot of love when I was young. Once inside the room, she slowly unbuttons her shirt and starts doing the most seductive dance that my year-old eyes had ever seen. Parents will be mad! She was a free spirit — she did what she liked, when she liked, with no rules, and no regard for authority. It was sad, and awful, and also kind of beautiful or so my year-old brain thought. Did I have a boyfriend? I would love to say that I danced with her — oh heck, I would love to say I did so much more with her — but in reality I just stood there.