My boy Sean over at Just a Jeep Guy posts questions and answers every Thursday, and invites bloggers to participate by doing the same. (He previews the questions beforehand so that bloggers can post them on Thursday). So here I go.
In high school I had a massive crush on a Senior named Mike. He was short, muscular, quiet, had wavy dark hair, and an ass that wouldn’t quit. I was so horny for him I was ready to tackle him in the hall and fuck him in front of everyone.
My first wet dream was my only wet dream. I was a freshman in high school at the time and awoke one morning with underwear full of spooge.
My first and only love came in the fourth month of my relationship with my husband Greg. We went to the 1993 March on Washington together and when we saw the AIDS quilt laid out on the National Mall, I feared it was only a matter of time before AIDS would take Greg way from me. I had an emotional breakdown right there in front of everyone. It was at that moment I knew for certain I was in love with him.
Again, I was 14 (it was a big year for me!) and a 16-year-old boy named Danny took my virginity
Love at First Sight
Plenty of lust at first sight, but never love at first sight.