Saving first for ‘the one’ proves difficult

There were rose petals on the floor leading to the bed, whispers of sweet nothings in my ears, the words “I love you” came so freely – we knew it was right. He kissed my lips and we made love for the first time – nothing short of amazing.

Yeah right!

More like awkward and rushed.

I was 16. Steve and I had dated for about a year before we took our relationship to the “next level.”

But of course we didn’t take it there without an awkward conversation first:

“Well, I do love you, so we can if you want to

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