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Losing Your Virginity Stories
1. Khloé Kardashian
Growing up, there is so much hype built up about how your first time should be. You're told to either wait until marriage or to wait until it's with someone you love. However, that's not always the case, and whether you like it or not, losing your virginity is a memory that will stay with you forever. For most people, this does not include rose petals, candles, or Marvin Gaye. To get the real deal, we asked brave women to tell us about their first times. It was unexpected so there was no condom.
Your first time probably wasn't what a lifetime of teen movies cracked it up to be. It might have been awkward, painful, or funny — not exactly the romantic, beautiful moment you were hoping for. Here are their stories. I was 14 years old and dating an year-old boy, which now I look back and think it's disgusting, but then I thought I was really cool Basically, I got pressured into having sex. I wasn't ready. I barely knew my own body…. And then being out of that environment, I knew I did the wrong thing and I was kind of forced to have sex. I'm happy to say I've had a lot better sex since then, but it wasn't as horrendously embarrassing as a lot of other people's were — like my friend who got drunk and did it with a stranger under a bridge.
He was on the bigger side, so he just kind of went at full force and I bled like a fucking waterfall. I felt bad about his sheets and carpets after. The end. I was 13 and my fiancee boyfriend at the time and I walked about 4 miles in the middle of the summer to buy condoms from the gas station. Then we snuck off to the woods behind his house to have sex. For some reason, three or four neighborhood dogs decided to steal my panties from under my back then return them to his front porch three weeks later with a giant hole in the ass. Oh, also since it was summer at dusk and my fiancee is a profuse sweater, for a little while there, he was on top of me dripping sweat so bad that I thought it was raining. He ended up with about forty mosquito bites and had to take a bath in Epsom salt.