Green peppers and mushroom are my favorite pizza topping.

The first time I had sex was painless, unique, and disappointingly short. Adam and I were in our second year of college and have been dating for several months then. He was a good Catholic boy, who frequented Church more often than I cared to acknowledge its existence, and I was the Jewish girlfriend who really didn’t care to know much about religion and its tactics.
Our case was somewhat different because I did most of the pressuring and complaining about how we weren’t having any… And, in the end, I think it was my whining and complaining that led him to pick the location of our dorm room, rather than a “romantic get away”… (Yes, yes… he’s definitely the more thoughtful one.)
Although statistically both of us were lagging behind in age, realistically speaking I think that we have our standards to blame for that. We both waited for the right person to come along…and waited too long for perfection.
I remember our first night as if it were a dream. We had just returned from a stroll around the winding campus roads, and I could feel a chill down my spine as we had one of those really odd movie-like moments that tell you “this is it”. Adam went to his dorm to shower and then returned to my place. We exchanged a few words, and then exchanged the removal of different clothing items…followed by different sexual favors. He later extended his hand in the direction of his bag, and proceeded to pull out several condoms that he had carefully selected. I helped him put one on, and then glided myself onto it. Adam suggested that I be on top to control the pace along with any pain that may occur.
We made love for 2 minutes! I felt no pain throughout the act, and once we were through my main concern seemed to be a rumbling stomach rather than the horniness that remained. Adam claimed that he needed time to reload, and I was too disappointed to acknowledge the remark. Food was the best solution for the situation, and Pizza was it! We ordered the campus delivery and I recall picking out the onions from my order for quite some time (I believe it took longer than our first sex act). Once only the peppers and mushrooms remained, we ate, shared many words about the experience and laughed it off.
Fortunately, the future acts that followed greatly improved, and are continuing to get better. I learned that the first time doesn’t have to be the best, the most painful, or even the greatest night in your life…it merely has to be with someone very special. I’m lucky to have someone like Adam as a lover because we are both able to guide each other through notions of life as well as the journeys that unfold in the bedroom.

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