Friday Firsts: First Boyfriend

(Read about Red’s “first” over at The Naked Redhead)

We were in third grade. His name was Stephen.

During recess we played kickball together. He invited me to one of his karate demonstrations (it was the weekend of Gloria Estefan’s tour bus accident); I wore a new skirt. It was pink and had a ton o’ flowers on it. When his mom picked me up, she told me how happy she was that I buckled my seat belt without being told to.

Stephen and I dated, on and off, for about three years. We never kissed, though we may have held hands from time to time.

How about you? Who was the first person you dated?

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