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I was 19, in college, and a complete innocent. He was 26. I met him selling advertising for my school newspaper. It happened in his loft apartment during a thunderstorm. Took us multiple attempts to break my "hymen of stee" and I bled like a stuck pig. We dated on and off for 2 years. It was not a healthy relationship.
Good times.
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"Never regret something that once made you smile."
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