Breadcrumbs

So, about five weeks ago I lost my virginity. It wasn’t anything like I’d expected. I mean, it wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t like what you’d see in the movies—hot steamy raunchy sex like in Mr. and Mrs. Smith; where you both go at it like sex deprived animals, tearing off clothing, bouncing from wall to wall until you both eventually end up naked, and satisfied on the kitchen floor. The kind of sex that you brag to your friends about at school the next morning. But it wasn’t like that at all. Instead, it felt awkward, and he was…