My boyfriend and I have been together for over a year, almost a year and a half now. He and I are both Christians, as are each of our families. He is 18, almost 19, and I am 16. However, his parents are RIDICULOUSLY strict/anal about the stupidest things. Case in point: his parents invited us to go see Star Trek with them. We accepted and during the movie, he wrapped his arm around my waist. a normal thing to do, right? His mom leans over and loudly whispers "You need to move your arm, right now." to him. The next day, she calls my dad and tells him he needs to keep a close eye on my boyfriend and I because she can tell we're getting too "intimately comfortable" with each other. Because he put his arm around my waist. Yeah.
Last weekend was the homecoming dance at my school, and surprisingly, we were allowed to go (his parents are very strict about how often and for how long and where we can see each other. We cannot talk past 10 o'clock because they've decided after 10 o'clock "nothing good can be said because it's night time." They've told us multiple times that hanging out for more than x amount of hours leads to "bad things."). My boyfriend and I went to dinner beforehand and then headed to the dance. When we decided to leave, we went back to his house so I could get my car (we rode in his) and head home. I stepped inside his house to say goodnight to his parents and thanks for letting us go out (I have never been anything but kind and gracious to them, always "yes sir, yes ma'am," etc.). They acted totally normal. His mom was on her computer and his dad was watching TV. Now, my guy and I walk out to my car and we kiss goodnight at the bottom of the driveway (It wasn't even hardcore kissing, just a normal kiss). We were outside for a minute, minute and a half tops, because it was freezing out and I was wearing a strapless dress. In the middle of our kiss, I open my eyes and out of the corner of my eye I see his mother, staring at us as she attempts to hide behind her van. CREEPIEST. THING. EVER. I push him away, and she yells "YOU NEED TO LET HER GET HOME RIGHT NOW!" and before he can even move an inch, she says it again. I get in my car and drive home. The next morning, he told me that as soon as he got inside she said "Why did she push you away? Was she feeling guilty? Was she trying to hide something?" Then she sat him down and interrogated him, asking him if we had done this, or done that, or why we were kissing, and the topping on the cake, she asked him if we were still "pure."
I don't see why it's any of her business what we do. He's an 18 year old man for goodness sake. If we haven't done anything bad in a year and a half, why would we start now? I love him more than anything-if I didn't, putting up with his mother would have pushed me away a long time ago. But I am so fed up with her crap. And he never stands up for us, he just takes her crap silently and lets it all roll off his back. He's always so good with standing up for us in other situations, but with her, he clams up.