This is a story about me and my first girlfriend, B and our first time together. The good stuff starts at place marked “good stuff.” It was my sophomore year and I was just starting to come out of my shell. High school was an awkward time for me, but I always played sports and always thought about sex. I’m right at 6′, dark brown hair, athletic but slim frame at the time (I’ve put on more muscle since then…at least I like to refer to it as muscle). I was your typical good kid with a dirty teenage boy mind, except that it didn’t go away and still hasn’t. At the time that I met B, I had already lost my virginity (though not long before) and it was awful. Because I was so nervous about putting myself out there, I waited until I had a sure thing and I later learned that I could have done way better. B made me realize that.