7 years ago today I lost my virginity. It wasn't cute or romantic like on TV. It was just us the last day of winter break on his mother's couch. It was my first time and his first time. It hurt like hell! I was smart about it I made him use a condom. The condom broke and he used a ziploc bag which hurt worse but I didn't want to make him stop out of embarrassment. I rode home on my bicycle which didn't help the situation but I was on cloud 9.
A few days later he broke up with me. This was the second time we had dated and the second time he had ended it. But we remained friends. A few weeks later I finally gave in to the boy who had been asking relentlessly to go out with me. It was the best decision I ever made. Now almost 7 years later he is my fiancé and I can't imagine being with anyone else. A few years after my first time the boy who I was with at the time remarked how stupid he was for letting me go. He is now married and I'm happy for him. We talk every so often but the memory of our first time and the date I will always remember.