It was the beginning of my junior year of college, and I had been hitting it off pretty well with a sophomore girl I just met. On Sukkot, when she asked me to fulfill the mitzvah of sleeping in the sukkah with her, how could I resist– on either spiritual or sexual grounds?
It was a pretty cold October night, but not cold enough to have to keep clothing on. Needless to say, our dirty secret kept us entertained as we watched the faithful eat their meals for the rest of the holiday on the same spot where we had enjoyed the night.
- Male, 25, Cambridge (MA)