Cowface Communiqués

I was an 18 year old freshman in college. We did it the week before school ended, after seeing X-Men 3. Other than that, it was relatively pleasant. I basically had to throw myself at the guy, who was my first real boyfriend, Andy. He had a low sex drive and I was determined to lose my virginity by age eighteen, and my birthday was on the first day of school the next year, and I didn’t want to risk it.

Isn’t that terribly, terribly romantic? I guess first times rarely are.