My first time was with **
I hired a ** tonight.
I thought it would be a great experience in loosing my virginity. I am 26 and up until a few hours ago was a virgin.
i don't know if the virgin at 30 becomes a wizard thing is true but I will never find out now.
It was amazing but I couldn't keep it up and didn't really know what to do.
i always thought that my first time was going to be something special. something passionate. Not this what so ever. Not with some old ** who was missing teeth.
I feel sickened to my stomach and embarrassed as all **. Funny "**" that's where I'm going after this curse called life is lifted.
I just needed to get this off of my chest. the next ** I'm getting is going to be classy
As I read through your post, I was certain that you were reaching a "moral" to your story. That you had learned a lesson, and then that you were actually going to share it with us, your readers. You obviously did receive a lesson, about passion and depth and feeling, and (who knows?) maybe even about love. I had hope that your readers would get an honest and clear look at life on the border between ** and love. But just when I thought I was going to applaud you and be proud of you, you used the phrase, "the next ** I'm getting". So, you DID learn a lesson, but not the right one. Given what seems to be your risk profile, I just hope you live long enough to learn the right one. Please be careful, my good man.