I had just gotten to his house a little late, but it was so worth it! I got there, and the first thing we did was go down to the basement. He decided to strike up conversation by saying, "It's so cold down here." We flirtatiously argued about that with a five-minute awkward silence in the middle. He reached for the thermostat, but I pushed him away. Then we just held each other. At first, we were just friends, but I said, "Screw this! I can't just be friends. You're amazing!" We kissed and, soon enough, we were lying on the couch. Then we rolled onto the floor. He was on top of me, and we wrestled for a while. Then it started. We had sex for about six hours. Today was the best day of my life.
— Gloria, 20