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He was also shirtless, except for three pages torn from , adhered to him by his surprisingly sticky sweat.
We took off our pants, and I fumbled with the condom until I was finally in. Using my sweet-ass vintage Wonder Woman t-shirt and the kind of perky boobs only a girl of seventeen can possess, I zeroed my sights in on Dan, a bassist who spastically jumped and thrashed through his band’s set of three-chord, throat-punishing songs. Female • 17 years old years old • Pennsylvania I celebrated the end of my junior year of high school with my ultra-cool, apartment-renting, punk-rock-music-educating, twenty-one-year-old boyfriend dumping me. So when I ended up at a local punk-rock show he was also attending a scant few months later, I decided jealousy was the best weapon.We spent the rest of the night watching a marathon of the dating show .It would take weeks — weeks curiously void of any other attempt at intercourse — for the irony of that entertainment choice to sink in.