It was fall of my first year of college. My boyfriend and I had been dating for about 3 months. He was my first boyfriend and I was his first girlfriend. We were each others first kiss, first everything. A couple of weeks before I was like “Hey have you thought about us having sex?” and he was like “um. YES.” So … we scheduled it and he got condoms and … we just did it on my twin dorm bed in the middle of the day whole my roommate was out. With the High Fidelity soundtrack playing in the background. And it was great!

After so many years of feeling like I was missing something in high school, no kissing, no dating, I felt like I had the sex with the right person at the right time. In the end, we dated for two years and things didn’t work out, but … I once said to him, “Whatever happens I’m so glad that all my firsts were with you” and I meant it.