Tink.
When I was about 15, I used to call a boy all the time, but we really kind of dated, as much as we could living in different towns without cars (same town for school).
Until one day, when I called, and the mother answered the phone, and I said "May I speak to Wolfgang please?"
And she said something to the affect "Wolfgang is not to be spoken to, or not available to speak", kind of hard to translate.
SO after that, I more seriously started dating hubby, and the rest is history.
Only later did I find out that it was the mothers doing rather than his!
But let me tell you, I was dejected!