I lost my virginity to Tim, my first "love". He sucked in bed (I think I actually chose him because he'd had quite a few lovers -- let's face it, I read about sex all the time, I wasn't going to give it up to some bozo . . . alas, it turned out he was NOT all that & a bag of chips). I broke up with him for some stupid reason & he ended up dating (let's face it, screwing) my "best" friend. I went to the store she worked at & she started bragging about wearing his earring (I was like, "Ewww, you're wearing his earring? That's disgusting!). I was more pissed at her for being such a bitch.

Tim ended up opening a wicked hair salon & I always got good deals & great cuts/manicures/colour from there.

I was just thinking about him the other day because I saw someone similar on the street. I didn't blame him because I did dump him. He could have moved on less quickly perhaps & with someone I didn't hang out with every day but whatever. I've never had such a bad lover since, at least!

OK, he wasn't *that* bad at the foreplay part but losing my virginity was very anticlimatic (no pun intended).