Chapter one: we met

I met Mark during my sophomore year in college. He was a lot of fun. Average height, a nice build without being a gym rat or stuck on himself like a lot of guys who work out all the time and stuff. I liked his smile because he had dimples and I always thought dimples were cute on a guy though I think he hated them. I met him through some friends of mine and we went out a few times and he made me laugh which is a good thing

After spending a lot of my freshman year having sex with girls I was ready to have sex with guys again during my sophomore year and I was pretty easy. I don' t know, I had this theory back then that it was okay to have sex on the first date because that's why guys were asking me out in the first place. I mean there's that whole dance during those first dates or two about "will she or won't she?" And if I didn't like the guy at all, why was I going out with him in the first place? I don't mean to sound like a slut because I didn't always have sex on the first date. The guy did have to put some effort into things and if he did it right I would do it.