

Two years ago, I met a guy through tinder. He was 4 years older than me. This was a guy who moved from a big city to a smaller one in the hope of finding his new place. It was one of those guys with whom you put off meeting, or that guy who after walking with one time, you think no, we will not saw again, but then you become attached. To be honest, the older guys always turned me on, and if the topics of school, lessons, teachers and homework flew between us, it was simply impossible. I really wanted to show him to all my friends, he is older than me, and he also worked on a clothing brand! (it was important to me, because then I really wanted to do this) How can I remember my relationship with him? He was a gentleman, we walked with him like teenagers, he was completely childish, that's probably why he chose me. And I wanted to look after him, I cooked for him and constantly called him home. We walked for two months, and all this time he lived in a cheap hostel, several other men lived in his room, but even when he had no money at all, he bought me tea in a cafe and fed me homemade food. And I, in turn, invited him to live with me when my mother flew away on vacation and I was left alone. I have always been an obedient student, but that period of my life changed everything, I spent the whole week at home, just went to the doctor and said that I had a fever. Everything in order to spend as much time with him as possible. Why am I writing about him at all? This guy was the first to push me to reveal my sexuality. When we kissed, he bit me (and in general he was very passionate, like a real animal), and I wondered why he was doing this? What for? Then I learned that animals do it to show their passion and love. It has now become a habit of biting someone, and I have often noticed my cats doing the same. Also, this man was the first guy who wanted to have sex with me for the first time! He begged and pleaded with me in various ways to allow him to be the first. Nothing happened, and I am glad about it, because after a month we broke up. I know that any relationship with other people is an important experience, every time we learn something new, and in fact I think it is much more interesting to find people who are not ashamed of themselves in bed or caress. Thanks to such people, you get to know yourself, and this is the most important thing!