I woke up the next morning feeling a little funny. But I like couldn’t put my finger on what it was or why. My brain was just full of questions. Like why I had a bruise on my arm? I tried to ingore this bruise to try and figure out what the heck happened last night. We were watching Juno, he began kissing me, shirt came off…...ugh what happened next?
The I caught sight of my phone, sitting there on my dresser. There was one person who would know the answer to my questions. I grabbed it and texted to Andrew: Did….did anything happened last night?
He always took awhile to respond so while I waited I got dressed. When I finished with that my phone had vibrated. I picked it up and checked the new text. It was Andrew responding: Yea, lots happened last night.
I almost dropped my phone at that remark. I wasn’t imagining things. I wasn’t dreaming.
I wasn’t a virgin anymore.

I have sinned….and loved every minute of it.