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I reminisce on my first Halloween and Thanksgiving in the US.
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I was with my boyfriend for three months the first time sex (and, simultaneously, something else, if you know what I'm sayin'....) presented itself. It was his birthday, we were in his bed, neither of us were wearing clothes, and after an hour of a whole lot of other stuff, I was ready for it. And it was my first time.
I still remember the date I had sex for the first time. It was July 16th, and I was 16 years old. It’s odd that I remember the date, I realize, especially because it wasn’t any kind of mind-blowing experience. Looking back now, 16 seems really young – but it worked for me because I was ready.
Dear Tuffy Luv, Let me just say it: I am a 21-year-old-virgin. And let me also say, it's really starting to bother me. I am not some crazy, anti-social person, it just hasn't happened for me. I am very open-minded and consider myself to be adventurous. For my first time, I want to be with something that I really care about, not just some random guy.
Dear Tuffy Luv, I have been with my boyfriend for over a year and we are just crazy about each other, but we are still virgins. We were originally saving our virginity for religious/moral reasons, but we both changed our minds on that and want to have intercourse now. However, we each live in our parents' homes and his family is super-religious.
Losing your virginity is huge. It’s been built up since the birds and the bees talk, and everyone you know gives you a different description of what it’s actually going to be like.
Q: I am still a virgin. It’s not because I’m religious or anything – I just haven’t met the right person. The only thing is that I’m finally ready to sleep with this guy, but I don’t know if I should tell him or not? Guys seem to get pretty freaked out about that kind of stuff. Is it possible to just do it and not tell him?
Dear Tuffy Luv, So for the past two months I've been hooking up with a friend of mine. We hang out most nights a week, though sometimes we hang out with other friends too so we don't hook up then. And sometimes we hang out and do other stuff instead of hooking up. That has been happening more and more lately, and in situations where we could be hooking up, and it's kind of been frustrating me.
I waited a long time to swipe my coveted V-card. It wasn't like I was waiting for my Prince Charming - more like I was waiting for the right opportunity. The right guy. The right comfort level. I wanted it to be something I could look back on down the road without regrets.
I will admit it, I’m an awkward girl. I’ll say goodbye to someone and then walk in the same direction as them with a stupid grin on my face. I’ve messed up high fives more times than should be legally allowed. I’ve called my roommates good friend (whom I’ve known for months) “Tyler,” when his name is “Lucas”...HOW DO YOU MESS THAT UP?