I grew up a comfortable and somewhat sheltered life in the suburbs of Northern Virginia. I idolized my parents for having a strong marriage while those of my friends' parents crumbled around me. I always thought that I would end up marrying my high school sweetheart like my parents did. Their marriage was one to idolize while so many of my friends' parents divorced.
I grew up with my high school sweetheart, John. He was a year ahead of me and I was completely devoted to him and him to me. When I graduated high school John left his private school to be with me. Being my first boyfriend and not knowing what a healthy relationship was I didn't drink or go to parties in high school because he didn't want me to. John moved out the day before my college graduation. It was that day that I decided to live my life on my own terms and throw caution to the wind. I had lived my life under lock and key for five years and I was going to make up for it in as little time as possible. The following posts chronicles the best and worst of my sexploits from that day foward.
