Scene looked like a time lapse of a wilting plant. She was kind and patient, though. A few minutes later and some more heavy petting I was ready to disappoint her properly. And boy, did I! We were 14 years old. It was awkward and uncomfortable and made me associate Weird Al goddamn Weird Al , of all things! Had my house to ourselves. We had the movie, The Collector on TV. Things got heated as we were making out and she said she was ready to go all the way. Boy, was I excited.
One woman estimates she had over 100 encounters in three weeks at age 15.
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How have we kept this on the shelf since ? This should be a weekly thing. Ryan, we love you, come to Bentzen Ball. Remember when your first friend lost their virginity? Remember how you asked them every single detail leading up to and immediately following that pivotal event like you were Clarice Starling trying to get into the mind of Hannibal Lector? Remember how you imagined it would be? And Remember how it actually was?
It was important for me to be clear on my comfort zone: I was happy to fool around, just not ready for full intercourse. So I sat on my couch, palms sweaty. The words came out stumbling, uncertain. Looking back, they seem both vague and accurate. I had a history of intimacy issues. Trusting people was hard for me. I needed something more committed to have sex.