My First Time

Losing my virginity??

What??!! Like, what does that even mean??

I didn't lose it.

It's not like I was walking down the hallway one day

and then...

"Oh No!! I lost my virginity!! 

Where did it go?"

Umm...NO!

I was of sound mind and body during my first time.

It was my choice and a rather rushed one that I may not have been ready for

but by no means do I regret it.

It was my first time and it wasn't anything sensational.

There were no fireworks or sparks so to speak but 

it was special in a rather odd way.

I was 15 and a freshmen in high school.

I was sitting in the lobby after lunch and 

he approached me. 

He was no Calvin Klein model 

but he had this certain charm about him.

He reached for my hand and being the naive freshmen I was

I welcomed his touch.

It was nice the way he wrapped his arm around my waist and lead me to his truck

with that warm inviting smile.

It was a rush like never before.

It was uncomfortable the way our bodies rubbed against each other

in the back of his pick up truck.

It didn't last long but he seemed happy.

I wasn't sure why because all I felt was discomfort 

and now I was bleeding. 

It was embarrassing but he still seemed happy.

The odd part is we never spoke to each other again.

When we would pass each other in the halls at school he would smile and wave

but he never spoke a word and neither did I.

But I think that is exactly what makes it so special about my first time.

He was a senior and I was a freshmen and no one ever found out about our little adventure in the back of his pick up truck. 

It was a promise that neither of us have broken.

It was our moment. Just one little moment that I don't regret at all.

I didn't lose my virginity.

It was my first time having sex

and there is nothing losing about that.

-Krista McCuistion.