I was dating a gilrl in high school who, as it turns out, had deflowered half of my classmates...
We were making out in the cab of my dad's pickup, as we had done every Friday night. Things were getting pretty hot and heavy, we were both undressed, and she gave a little push with her hips--the next thing I knew, I was inside her.
I remember thinking, "Am I really doing this?"
I was pretty freaked out for a little while. In those days I was trying my best to wait for marriage. Of course, that seems a little idiotic to me now.
If I knew then what I know now...
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