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Hmmmm. How to delicately phrase this? I do believe I've found my missing blush. Haven't blushed since discovering Kirk/Spock slashy goodness in 1990.

I received a phone call from an old friend of mine last night - haven't spoken with this woman in at least five years. The first thing out of her mouth was "I have a 25 point question for you." Me, being the game sorta gal I am, said "Ask away." Question was... "Quick - name the first guy you ever slept with." Answer was "Jeff G. Why do you ask?" Absolutely no hesitation whatsoever. She replied "Guess who I had dinner with last night?" BLUSHES

Seems they were talking about where they went to high school, and about whether or not they had friends in common. She went through about ten names before mine, and he didn't know any of 'em. Me? He remembered and told her he was my first. She didn't believe a word of it. Of course she called me - now she's going to call him back to apologize for calling him a liar.

Oh My God - I mean... how do you deal with your freaking deflowering being the pre-dinner conversation of your friends some THIRTY ONE YEARS after the fact? And is it ridiculously absurd for me to be grateful that he was loving in his memories, and actually asked how I was doing, and if my marriage was still going strong? (His wasn't, either.) Could have been really bad - at least he didn't say "Ewww, her? Freaking lousy lay - hope she got better with practice."

**snickers** looking forward to getting his email address, 'cause I'm thinkin' that some happy memories are just what I need right now.


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Apr. 8th, 2004 02:54 pm (UTC)
how do you deal with your freaking deflowering being the pre-dinner conversation of your friends

::spits iced tea all over keyboard::

I heart you.
Apr. 8th, 2004 02:58 pm (UTC)
Hands you a towel, and is sorry for your keyboard. Hearts you back.
Apr. 8th, 2004 03:16 pm (UTC)
First of all ROTFLMAO. My god darling you don't 'alf make me laugh. I hope you have fun re-hashing old times LOL

And second oh my god please let no one ever bump into my first have dinner with him and discuss me.

Please God no no no.

He was a long haired drummer with a nasty habit of losing jobs and smashing cars up... and worse still he was a real a mamma's boy at heart.
Apr. 8th, 2004 04:01 pm (UTC)
a lot like Spike then?
Apr. 8th, 2004 04:36 pm (UTC)
*dies laughing*

*wishes that were true*
Apr. 8th, 2004 03:46 pm (UTC)
Awwwww. How sweet!
Apr. 8th, 2004 03:48 pm (UTC)
That's really cool, and yes, blushing is a good thing. Now, not to set your hopes too high, but one of my girlfriends from college met her X from 30 years ago again about three and half years ago. Okay, if you kept up with that math, here's the punch line -- today they've been married three years, and OMG, the happy factor is out of control. Both had been married once before and during their hiatus from each other, many men, women and toys had become the rule of thumb. It's amazing how first loves may well be just that -- first and 4-ever (and I believe me I am not of the B/A shipper mentality, but life's twist and turns just make you wonder...)! Hope the emails go well.
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