I was mentally prepared to have sex. But I never thought I would regret it. All my friends look at me as someone who is strong, who takes the right decisions in life and would never screw up. I never told anyone I regretted losing my virginity. I was 19 when it happened. I had never been interested in boys and had been a tom-boy throughout my life. Although I did have a few crushes here and there, I had never had a real relationship.
I moved to another country to finish my college education. I was living with friends and having the best time of my life. I met HIM through a friend when we were all out partying one night. I started talking to him and realised we had a lot in common. We moved away from my friends and started talking when he started kissing me. I was a bit drunk by then and did nothing to stop him. We kissed for a while till my friends, who had panicked that they couldn’t find me anywhere, called. I left with my friends that day and didn’t even say goodbye to him. I was too ashamed I had let a complete stranger kiss me. But when I went home I realsied I actually liked him.
