I Love To Love You

I Love To Love You Baby
By Sabrina G. Langton

Author's note: I have published this story on two other sites. I always said it was slightly aurobiographical, but reading it back it is a pretty accurate account of my summer of '88. There are only 3 things that I changed. 2 are itsy bitsy tiny details and one well that is quite big. Please send postcards with the correct answers. ha... I hope YOU like it.

*Stories from the real world 3
This story is autobiographical.

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"Look at this spot! Right next to the room."

"And look at that crazy view of the beach."

It was the end of the summer, the day after Labor Day, 1988, and Big Al and I were in Seaside Heights, New Jersey. Vacation. This was my third time away without my parents. I had turned twenty-three in January, I was slightly younger than Al and we had a perfect parking spot.

We grabbed our bags and boom box and made our way inside. The Oceanfront Hotel was empty. The two of us walked right up to the desk.

"Hello, we have a reservation." Big Al told the women behind the desk. She looked bored, she was drinking Mello Yello and smoking.

"Names?"

"Alyssa Cafferty and Sabrina Langton." Al told her. The woman handed us a key and went back to her drink.

"Um, where is everybody?" I asked before we completely lost her attention."

Miss Mello shrugged, "School started, summer's over."

Summer might have been over for her, but it still existed for us. We moved into the room and opened the blinds to view the sunset over the beach. We had bottles of sangria and a cooler full of wine coolers. We propped the door open with a chair.

We then fished into the ice and pulled out our post drive drinks. Twisted the caps and cheered. "VACATION!" We drank, it was awful. "CHEERS." We didn't care we were just glad to be out of the city and now on The Shore.

I put on the boom box and Donna Summer blasted out of the speakers.

'I love to love you baby
I love to love you baby
I love to love you baby'