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Mitch, and he was my first real love, so that part was romantic. We dated for 5 years after that.
What wasn't romantic was the fact that it was in the back seat of a car we broke into, in the back alley of an apartment building. Our friend's uncle's car.
I was 15, he was 17 and I didn't get home until 1 am, and my dad of course shit bricks when I got home (I think he somehow knew!! dad powers or something..).
When Mitch and I broke up, we made a pact that no matter what, we would have sex again in the future, and we did 2 months ago!!
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