In early grade school, I had a relationship that lasted for years with a girl named Pam. She was in my grade and lived down the street. It wasn't love, but I will never forget her. We were best buddies. I'm mean really best of buddies until her family moved away, and I lost track of her. That was the only truly platonic relationship I've had in my life (it lasted until I was 9). I've had other platonic relationships, but not that I got as close as I did with Pam.
That was followed by a long dry spell up until my senior year in high school when I got together with Sharon. I thought the world of her and we dated regularly for a year until I moved to Montana and she stayed in Chicago. That was my first taste of bells and whistles, but just a taste. I was proud to be with her and lucky to have her. She was so cool, I could hardly believe she liked me. But I was too awkward to take it further, and I had other plans for my life, although none of which involved other women, when we parted.
Sometime early in college, I had my first real love affair, although at the time, I didn't recognize it for what it was. It was the first really heady knock your socks off kind of thing that I felt in my heart, but I wasn't ready for marriage, and that didn't work out the way she wanted it, so we parted.
After graduation, I met Linda, and that relationship, short lived as it was, became the benchmark for everything that followed. But I will end this here, because you asked about the first, and I just realized I got carried away with myself, along with a few other women. But I'm going to say my first was Linda.
When I was in my early teens there was this girl that lived next door that I had a major crush on. A most definately unrequited one. She was 2 and 1/2 years older than me and in high school. She would come over and hang out at our house I think to get away from her parents that were strict with her. She would torture me by talking about her boyfriends. She had about 4 or or 5 of them at any one time that she was stringing along. Her name was June.
I think I'm about 14 in this picture.
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Yeah older women really know how to drive the young ones crazy.
