Becoming a Man, Part 4: First Love
My first time with a woman. And not just any woman, but my first true love.
“If you want to hang out sometime this summer, give me a call." I had graduated high school two weeks ago. At the end of the very last graduation party, I was walking back to my car. Laura had come running up after me, handing me a slip of paper with her phone number on it. “Okay. That’d be great,” I stammered. After a slightly awkward pause: “Uh, yeah it would be nice … I mean, I’d like to see you before you go.” She r...