Well, it took my entire "pre-adult" Life, but I'm finally no longer a virgin (at least by way of a true "fucking" definition). Yes, that's right, in something of a spontaneous move that was afforded by The Mother's first trip to church in over a month, FREd came over after my birthday lunch and fucked me. Finally.
I am still processing the experience, but suffice it to say at the moment, I'm glad it happened, but I'm also somewhat underwhelmed. I need to continue thinking about it and compose another entry with a full analysis, but as I'm writing this sentence, I realize it may not be good to overanalyze it either. Regardless, I wanted to get this post out on the day of mostly to mark the occasion and also to emphasize the serendipity of sorts: its happening today on my 30th birthday.
Perhaps now I dedicate the next year (decade?) to losing my virginity from a "top" perspective?
