My first time - shortly after my 16th birthday, with my then ex-boyfriend. We had been together for years, but had recently broken up because we were long distance and it just wasn't working anymore. I drove the 2 hours to see
him to return some things, (ie class ring and stuff) and we ended up on his brothers bed. We always promised each other that we would be each others first, and I have no regrets about it being with him. I don't think there is anyone that
could have loved and respected me as much in my life in my teens that I would have prefered it to be with. Over the years we have "bumped" into each other online, and still see how things are going with eachothers lives. I don't want
this to sound wrong, but even though DH has all my heart there is still a place for that great memory without having to regret it.