S** is meant to be special...oops
My boyfriend was my first really relationship, my first s** and everything, I believed and told everyone (even those who disagreed) that s** was supposed to be something special that you shared with the person you really loved and wanted to be with.
A month or so ago my boyfriend cheated on me, he had s** with one of his sisters friends, and after a year of me and him being together I broke up with him. (I'd like to add that I offered him a second chance but he said no)
I had a huge go at him about how special s** is to me, and how amazing it was to be with that special person, and share that special thing between eachother and he ruined it.
I went to Spain last week with my best friend, and I had s** with her childhood crush. I thought I'd feel bad about it because I thought s** was meant to be special and then I realised I didn't care, oops.