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he was about to put on any moves.
    The speakers at the drive-in were hooked to poles jammed into the ground, with a removable speaker attached to either side of the pole. It was situated so that two cars could share one pole, with each having their own speaker. You removed the speaker from the pole, slid down your window a bit and hooked the speaker onto your window,
    After picking up a box of Bob Bon's, a large bucket of popcorn and two sodas at the drive-in refreshment stand, Tony B pulled the Caddy into a parking spot, halfway back from the screen, in the middle of the drive-in. He parked so that the speaker was by Ann's window, so that she could hear the movie more clearly. It was the right thing to do.
    Soon after, a small foreign car pulled up on the other side of the pole. The driver removed the other speaker and hooked it onto his window.
    Tony B and Ann watched the movie quietly, with nary a word passing between them. Which was kind of strange since they were not in a movie house, where speaking out loud was considered not good decorum. But when Tony B got nervous, he clammed up. Better to say nothing than to say the wrong thing, especially on the first date.
    The movie had a decent plot, and Tony B had a soft spot for the killer played by Ben Gazzara, an Italian paisan, born and bred on Manhattan's Lower East Side. In the movie, Gazzara's character is on trial for killing the creep who raped his wife, played by Lee Remick, who looked like the girl sitting next to Tony B.
    Ann wore a tight black cashmere sweater, over a black cotton skirt, cut at the knee, and every so often Tony B would peek at her shapely legs from the corner of his eye.
    The movie ended and a second feature was about to start. It was called Night of the Giant Leeches. Tony B knew a few two-legged leeches of his own, but as soon as the first scene started, Ann let out a soft moan.
    “You like these kind of movies?” Tony B said.
    Ann shivered. “No. I actually hate them.”
    “Do you want to split?”
    “Yes, that would be a good idea.”
    Tony B started the car, put it in drive and pulled away from the parking spot, unfortunately before Ann could remove the speaker from her window.
    Tony B's Caddy moved barely twenty feet, when he heard, a loud crack and Ann screaming.
    Tony B glanced back to his right and saw that he had pulled the speaker pole right out of the ground, and in the process, had snapped the fogged window out of the small foreign car parked next to them, sending shards of glass flying in all directions.
    Tony B stepped on the accelerator and yelled to Ann, “Quick, unhook the speaker from the window!”
    She did just that, and Tony B screeched a wheelie to the left, swirling up the gravel. He glanced into his rear view mirror and spotted the driver of the foreign car darting out the driver's door, then falling flat on his face. The dope's pants were around his ankles and those not immersed in the Attack of the Giants Leeches, got a clear look at his skinny ass and embarrassing half-a-hardon.
    Tony B floored the Caddy, raced out of the Drive-In, sped over the Mt. Peter and didn't stop until he was safely back in Greenwood Lake.
    The Warwick Drive-In became the weekly Saturday night date for the two lovebirds. Instead of stopping at the Warwick's Drive-In's refreshment stand, Tony B stocked his car with treats from home, including beer and sometimes scotch, or brandy, which came in handy on the cold winter nights, when Tony B had to keep his car running, the heater on full blast, just to keep them from freezing to death.
    As the weeks and months passed, Tony B and Ann sat closer together in the front seat of the Caddy. Showing her the proper respect she deserved, Tony B limited his amorous attempts to no more than kissing and light petting. And an occasional hand exploration of her curvy body.
    Starting around the Christmas holidays of 1962, things took a turn for the better. It started with Ann giving him an occasional hand job,