Kirsty and I had dated in highschool. In many ways she was my first – the first girl I took home, first girl I got naked with, first girl I gave oral to, but we never had sex and she never did much with me. I guess that was my fault, as her first boyfriend, I should probably have taught her a bit more, but hindsight is a wonderful thing. Like most highschool couples we broke up, went our separate ways to university and lost touch.
A few years later we got chatting through Facebook. I’d been in a relationship which had hit a rocky patch and my then girlfriend and I had decided to have a break from each other to see how we felt. This was back in the day when FB started doing “Make the day better for ‘blah'” and Kirsty showed up, so I sent her a message just for a catch up really, I hadn’t spoken to her for years. Those messages started off innocent, with the occasional suggestive comment, but nothing more.