It's his loud laugh, his arrogance and our ridiculously dramatic fights. When I think back on my time with him, his virginity isn't what I remember. He was a very thoughtful lover after all, we had been doing other things prior to officially hitting the hay. We're not talking tantric marathons or anything, more like five minutes. I half expected it to be over in less than a minute like you always see in those teen comedies. Nervous laughter, making out, foreplay and then going for it. In all honestly, it was like having sex with any new partner for the first time.
