The girl on the roof reminds me of the summer I got married. I stayed with my future in-laws and when they weren't home I would go out on the little roof outside my room and lay out. My wedding dress was strapless and I didn't want tan lines so I pulled the straps down. Some busy body called and tattled on me..prudes! I shouldn't have been surprised...they lived in the parsonage above the church where my FIL was the pastor.