It was the summer of 1981 and I was 18. I was home for the summer after finishing my freshman year of college. My 19th birthday was that summer. After being away at college and having roommates who always talked about how good sex was, I decided that I was ready to experience it for myself.
I had a boyfriend whom I had liked since the 9th grade. But because I was not putting out, I never really cared about who he was having sex with or what he was doing. I was the type in high school who would... (continue reading)
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