Awwww! I was 14... we were both at a high school competition between schools. We dated throughout most of high school. He was a year older than me and went off to West Point.... in the days before cell phones, it meant that he could only call me with a phone card from a pay phone in the dorm hallway. We only made it a couple of months long distance. 

Thanks to social media, we reconnected and stay friends. He is married with 4 kids now and I have my crew. We keep eachother up to date on the big stuff and know that we will always be friends and 1st loves. DH knows about it and is totally cool with it... I think it helps that we are on different coasts though!

That's so fun Aniki!!!

DH was mine. LOL... I avoided them like the plague and was sworn to never get married and instead have a pack of dogs... But he convinced me... Amazing charm, fantastic sense of humor, we clicked...

I did go on dates prior.. Lots of them, just they never went anywhere, I normally didn't have any interest. And then two stalkers later I had decided that a realtionship wasn't for me. They both came out of left field, never had a relationship wtih either, one of them I never even went on a single date with. That turned me off from ever being in a relationship, I figured I must just have bad luck. LMAO

But DH really changed my mind. SLOWLY. He told me like a month into talking that he was going to marry me one day. I about died laughing. Then a year and a half later we did get married. Go figure... He was right. Whether you believe in it or not, I truly believe I found my soulmate in him.

How sweet!! I hope you have a great time at dinner.

I met my first love our Junior year, I was 16 and he was 17, we were friends for quite awhile, we hung out with the same group of so we would always end up at the same place, I had recently broke up with a boyfriend and was at a school dance, and so was he, and he asked me out. He had long hair, wore a leather jacket and white levis, and played the guitar (it was the late 80's) I loved him. Life got VERY complicated for a 16 and 17 year old, and we had a very dramatic breakup. This was long before cellphones, and Facebook. He didn't return to school our senior year and I didn't see him again for many, many years, but thought about him every time a Meatloaf song played. 

I married a man in the military and moved away, had 3 kids, and eventually divorced. A year and a half ago I woke up to a friend request on Facebook from him. So many emotions came back, I stalked his page for awhile, saw he had children, and at some point had been married. I finally accepted his friend request, thinking that it couldn't hurt. Very soon after I received a message from him, we exchanged phone numbers, and I have talked to him every day since then. We lived 3000 miles apart, I came to visit him, he came to visit me, we fell in love again, and this past May, almost exactly 29 years after we went to prom together, we married.

Thank you Aniki for reminding me how much I love this man, sometimes in Stepland H@ll I forget. 

My first love is my husband and I lost my virginity to him.

In high school. But it's still cool that I can say that.

We were both 17 when we met but he was a Junior me a Senior. We were in choir together and we started hanging out together with friends. We were all 'new wavers' - hair, black clothes, pointy shoes, the music, all of it. He was sooooo handsome, built, blond, tall, could sing was in a band! My parents liked him even though he had a pierced ear!

His brother owned an underage dance club and he DJ'd on Saturdays. We watched foreign movies and drank coffee. No booze, no drugs. A little sex (we had no idea what we were doing).  It was a very fun year.

Then about a month before I left for college he became completely cold. I had no idea what happened and we broke up. Later I found out he didn't want to see me go ... He ended up dating a girl who disliked me, she was awful and his friends hated her.

We lost touch but his best friend and I maintained contact. Eventually former boyfriend became highly erratic and was diagnosed bi-polar. He moved home. I saw him once more and he wouldn't talk with me, just sat in a chair in his pajamas and robe and stared at me.

He eventually committed suicide. Turns out he was gay (not a complete shock) but wanted to be a police officer in our hometown, which he knew wouldn't be feasible. Then he went into a depression he couldn't pull out of. Very sad, but I have good memories of him.

I was 15 and in high school. My best friend was dating a 20 year old who had just moved to town from the big city, who drove a Jeep. We thought he was so cool except my best friend wasn't really into him that much and decided to leave town for the summer to visit family. Our group of friends, including the 20 year old, still hung out all summer but he and I were getting closer. The problem was, he was still technically dating my best friend. Long story short, we ended up together, with the best wishes of my best friend, and dated for a while. I thought he was so cool - being much older and worldlier (little did I realize that something must have been wrong with him since he was hanging out with high school kids! lol) and that Jeep... 

He was my first. He had planned a romantic night for my first time, on a house on the water (he was housesitting for his boss), with a roaring fire and a box of condoms. We started to get it on when I freaked out that it was too much pressure - everything was too perfect and set up and I just couldn't go through with it that night. The next night, when nothing was formally planned, I jumped him and we had sex for the first time. We had good chemistry but he moved on after a while to another girl in high school. I was fine with it because I was kind of getting over him and had my eye on someone else. Oh to be 15 again! LOL!

He found me on facebook when I first set up a profile years back. We messaged back and forth a few times but that was all. He had been married twice, widowed once and one child. He's quite successful too. 

I was 16 and he was 17 and we met in Spanish class in HS. I had the biggest crush on him and had the giggles EVERY time I saw him. He sat behind me in class and would offer to walk me to the next class and we started chatting. We were both virgins and our 1st time was together. A few months passed and he had to move out of state, which he did for a few months and came right back and we hooked up a few more times but he went cold.

He started selling drugs and had no time for me. I was so heartbroken and he completely ghosted me. We broke up and senior year I met someone else and ended up having a son in my 1st year of college. EXBF saw me and was sad because we made a promise that our 1st child would be together and a few months later he was expecting a child as well. Needless to say that was the last time we talked. I would see him on the train in passing but no words have been spoken since. He is now a pastor, married with kids and seems very happy from what I hear from old friends. I wish him the best and will always remember the good times we had.

first love as wrestling manager.  We were in 8th grade.  We cuddled and got hot and heavy but I wouldn't have sex with him.  I wasn't ready.  He broke up with me because I wouldn't give him my virginity.  He was with another girl within a week that would sleep with him.  I didn't lose my virginity until freshman year.

During his teens and twenties he was heavy into drinking and drugs and just getting in trouble.  He became a reborn again Christian and had two boys.  He did turn his life around somewhat but the reborn again church had him messed up.

20 years later he would up dating my best friend for years.  Him and I could talk to each other like we used to without all the tension between us.  My SS's and his boys play sports together.

Sadly, he passed away from heart failure earlier this year, but Ill never forget him.  And I love that his boys are in my life.