If James was my first, what was before?..


Well teenager me, didn't know about love or anything, so when a certain colleague started to give me attention it wasn't long before I started having confused feelings. These will be the highlights of my 9month story with the one before: George. 
George was also in my class, somewhere between 8th grade and freshman year, and he was super nice and always so pleasing to everyone. So we used to make fun of him for being as nice as a puppy. Somewhere along me teasing him and what not, all of his cuteness kind of grew on me. 

On our first valentine's day together, I thought it was funny to buy him a kamasutra illustrated book. As you may already have guessed, it didn't take long for us to want to try and experiment some of the suggestions in the book. We would hang out with a couple of other friends, in a house near school that would be empty most of the time during the day, and for some time we would just fool around in one of the bedrooms. 

A couple of months passed, and we had already started experimenting with oral sex, and somehow our colleagues in our class found out. So one afternoon, they all gathered me in this house (btw in the same bedroom where we used to fool around, which was kind of ironic), and all my friends did an intervention saying he was just using me for sex. Apparently, in their heads, young me was not allowed to enjoy giving my boyfriend some happy time (nor receiving, for that matter). So I heard all of their comments and by the end of it I said 'ok, I'll break up with him'. Next day, I did. Or so we told everyone else. We started sneaking around behind everyone's back, which to be completely honest, only made it more fun. We started meeting at his house, although his mom was usually there in the afternoons. We would go to one of the bedrooms which had a bunk bed and have ourselves some fun on the top one. 

One afternoon, I left my bag in the living room, with my cellphone in it and we headed to the bedroom. That day we were particularly frisky and we had spread all of our clothes on the floor and were totally naked on the top bunk. Apparently, my phone rang and his mom was so nice to bring it to me. So she knocked and entered the room to find all of the clothes laying on the floor and us in bed. She just mumbled 'errrrr... Your phone was ringing errr'. If I would have had an off switch I would have chosen to die right at that moment, I was so embarrassed. That was the last time I went to his house, cause I couldn't deal with facing his mom ever again. Not long after, we ended up breaking up, for real this time. 

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  1. MiaJuly 12, 2020 at 1:18 PM

    So apparently I forgot to click 'post'. So today it's double the treat :)

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