The first time...

I would wish my first time on anyone. Yes, you read that correctly. If there was a virginity store where one could choose how his or her first time would play out, I would want my experience on the shelf as an option. You know, there's something to be said about making your own decisions with a clear mind and no pressure. I waited to have sex because I felt like waiting- no other reasons, no other logic. I was 22 when I did decide and was in a relationship. We had discussions about everything- expectations, condoms, logisitics (lol), and the like. Being someone who think a lot, I had to make sure I covered all bases.  I'm pretty sure he felt some kind of way about being the one "responsible" for this experience.

I can't say that it happened in the most romantic of places... unless dorm rooms are romantic. I mean, you can make any place romantic if you want to. It was night and the playlist I intensely labored over for hours was probably playing. I don't remember feeling nervous or anything, but I know I wanted it to be right, whatever that means. Knowing me, I was telling myself to "be sexy" as not to scare the man off! I didn't, in the least bit, know what the flip I was doing. Going with the flow made the whole experience great because I didn't stress myself out with anticipation. And how did I end up? Pleasantly pleased, thank you very much. 

I must say that I am thankful that he was careful and gentle with me. He truly made me feel comfortable and wanted and loved. I'm glad I waited, I'm glad that we TALKED, and most importantly, I'm glad that it was my choice.

Amani moto.