Diary of a make-up artist

touched for the very first time

It was the summer of 1994 finally school was over and we were ready for all the festival's specially the Puerto rican fest at Humboldt Park, back then I wasn't so girly in fact I was a tomboy, all the boys didn't pay much attention to me as they did to my sister and her friends. I was a plain jane on top of that i was also very slender wich made me look like a stick. Regardless I cared more about getting high and going to parties more than I cared about dating boys, but on one particular day when we decided to go to portage theater to catch a cheap movie at our hang out spot. I met a boy we exchanged numbers and we started talking from that point on. I don't remember how long it took him before he asked me to be his girlfriend. He was my first boyfriend in fact he was my first everything, I still remember the first time I kissed him I was so nervous I was trembling and my knees were so weak that I could hardly stand on my two feet. Our relationship lasted three years but finally on our third year I decided to lose my virginity to him, not because I was in love but because I wanted to know how it felt, besides I figured I had been with him long enough to lose my virginity to him anyways. It was his birthday I remember clearly and my parents had drop me off to his house because he was having a party, well when I got there there was no real party it was just us hanging out, I still remember like it was yesterday I was sitting on the corner of his bed when all of a sudden out of the blue I said "im ready" he knew what that meant. his eyes widened open in disbelief he asked me several times if I was sure" I remember taking of my pants and my  panties, he was completely naked at this point, I told him to go easy on me he went easy but I was in pain and finally when everything was over I sat back on the corner of the bed feeling weird when all of the sudden I felt something flush down my leg, as I lift my pants up it was blood running down my leg, I freaked out so bad I honestly thought he had hurt me. Silly me I had no idea thats what happens when you get you're cherry popped.

From that point on I became sexually active with him of course, we started having sex everywhere the park, the car, his house, the stairs, I remember on one ocasion we decided to have sex on the stairs of my bulding I remember that both apartments on the third floor were empty so that was a spot that we usually went to go have sex but one day we had ran out of marijuana and we remember that our neighbors from the building across from us had told us that if we ever needed a bag they had it, so we went and got a bag from them. all I  could remember is getting high locking the door of the hallway and started to kiss and caress each other after that I dont remember anything like 3 hours later we both woke up completely naked and our clothing neatly folded next to us, till this day we dont remember what happened but one things for sure,  that bag of marijuana was laced with something.              

Throughout the years we kept in touch.  we are obviously adults now but sometimes in our conversations we like to reminisce about the past and definitely losing my virginity to him and waking up naked in the stairs of my building and not remembering if we had sex or not is a topic of the past that will remain a mistery, as much as we try to put it together we can't never figured out what really happened that night but chances are that we were trying to have sex and never ended up actually doing it because what ever they laced that bag of marijuana with totally put us to sleep.