I liked this guy for awhile – 2 ½ years. Well, he would call and we talked like always, and then he asked me if I wanted to come hang out with him at his house. So, knowing how much I liked him, I said yeah, and my parents dropped me off around 4:30 and I didn’t leave until 10:30 PM. We went to his room and talked for three hours about how close we would be if we had sex. I didn’t want to, but he talked me into it, and that was the night I lost “it.”

Afterward we talked, but not like we used to. Then I found out that he used me! I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to kill myself because of him. I loved him enough to give him something I can never have back. You only have one first time. A couple days later I found out that he was dating his ex. We never got together again, and now we don’t talk. That crushed me.

So girls, if you want to rush into this…DON’T! Wait. You’ll know when it’s right, and once it’s gone, it’s gone.

-- Christine