First Date

I was a bit of a late bloomer. I didn't have my first real date until my freshman year of college. Throughout high school, I would hang out with my friends at prom and homecoming.
That first date also turned out to be a fraternity date party and I was set up by one of my newfound friends.

The guy wound up having literally one eyebrow. He bragged a lot about drinking and the joys of fraternity life and all the amazing, impressive, and jeuvenile things fraternity guys did. He showed me his room and and he and his roommates talked to me about "shacking" and "fuck sheets". I had a decent conversation with his best friend, who was dating the girl who set me up. Although, nothing will make a dumbass coed's heart go pitter patter than recanting of drinking games and other exploits.

I was actually impressed.

Boy, I was also really stupid.

Any stories of your own. Hopefully your first date went a little better.

Or perhaps, tell me of a great or horrible first date of a relationship you are in now . . .

First Crush . . .

I remember my first crush . . . his name was Peter. I was 12 years old, skinny, with knobs for knees, and painfully shy. He had sea-blue eyes I could swim in.

Unfortunately, Peter was also a bit of a prick. He enjoyed taunting me mercilessly, as I was one of the worst swimmers on our summer swim league. He and his gang accosted and kidnapped me at the swim league's annual surprise breakfast. I was exhilarated at the idea of squidging next to Peter on the car ride to the pool and mortified I went out with both unbrushed teeth and hair.

Who's to say why we fall head over heels for our first crush.

What made your head turn for yours?

Stories greatly appreciated . . .