Alan. I was just barely 16, he was 21. (And yes, that means it was statutory for me at the time. And yes, later in the relationship we did get caught in the car by a cop, who thank God never asked to see my ID. But back to the first time...)
It was in the cab of his truck, behind the pizza place where we both worked. I did not regret it, but I was not impressed by the whole endeavor--and would not be, it turned out, for several more years and boyfriends.
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