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My first time was not one of my finest moments.
I was 14 or so and she was 16 or so. There was alcohol involved. She had started the evening with a plan to add me as a notch in her belt (she collected virgins). It was fun while it lasted, which wasn't long. And then it was just kind of gross and I didn't want to deal with it.
I suppose the best thing it did for me was show me that sex wasn't "all that." It also taught me to be a little better a choosing who to sleep with (not that I always followed that particular lesson).
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- Old Man Luedecke
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