And just like that, the boyfriend is gone. He wanted a girlfriend he could actually go out with on dates. And since that isn't happening right now - ta-da. No more boyfriend. Imagine that.

What's cool though - is she can still bask in the all the compliments - the text messages telling her how beautiful she is. (just isn't the same coming from me.) And she didn't "feel" much for him anyway - so she didn't seem upset about it at all.

Occasionally I yearn for my lost teen years but the idea of having to 1) text everybody in the first place and, in particular, 2) text my girlfriend with compliments when she wasn't around makes me long for the peace and comfort of the grave.

Women just started throwing themselves at me when I got to be about 13 or so.

(deliberate misquote)

That started a few months later :)

well played. *High5*

I was 13 and he was 19 and when he found out...I heard some of my first real curse-words..."DAMN!" was the nicest.:cool:

I was 14 when I had my first boyfriend, but it was totally innocent - holding hands at school. "Dates" were "hanging out at the mall after school." We traded pecks on lips but no frenching. After a few weeks he wanted me to sit on his lap at the arcade and it totally freaked me out....so we broke up. I wasn't ready for anything then, still just a child really.

A year later we tried again and this time I got my first real kiss...but it was a total disappointment. It was a lesson in sexual attraction, in that I had none towards this very nice doting guy (who wanted to get in my pants, duh, he's a guy). When I told him outright that I wasn't going to go any further than kissing, he totally dumped me. I can't say I was devastated, as I only felt a friendly attachment when it came down to it, and understood that this wasn't the kind of relationship he wanted.

Kids move at their own speed, and while plenty of kids that I knew were saying they were going on group dates when instead they were having sex in parked cars, there were kids like me around too. Total prudes. ;) And my parents were not prudes, they told me many stories of historical debauchery, never said "you can't date", but the fact that this guy wasn't Jewish meant I wasn't very forthcoming with the fact I was going with him. It did come out though and my parents treated it simply, knowing it was just a simple high school thing.

I would not have dumped my girlfriend if she wanted to go no further than kissing at 13. We were in love, regardless. But I sure am glad she wanted to fvck just as much as I did. :D