I got to talking with someone recently about past sexual experiences and one came up that I love remembering but I’m noticing that as time goes on, the memory is starting to fade. When right after, I could remember every look, sound, taste and feeling, fifteen years on I’ve got only highlights that are strung together by theory and things my brain conjured to make sense of things. So I figured it’s good for me to write things down before I forget all of it, and to see if I can jog some forgotten memories. The below is written to the best of my recollection. Content warning, there’s also some prétty gay stuff in here so you’ll have to deal with it.
Back in 2005, I was just turning 20 and had a beautiful blonde girlfriend. She was just 5′, blonde hair down to her butt and a great smile and sense of humor. At the time I believed she would be the mother of my children, my one true love. Looking back, we never had a chance but I’m happy for the time we had together.