I am having sex with our neighbor who is fifty-seven. He saw me one day in the backyard wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. I was so scared he would tell on me. He came over, knocked on the door, and wanted to see if my dad was home. I was dressed and nervous, but he never said anything. I was thinking that maybe he didn't see anything. I was out in the back one day when he walked over again and started talking to me. After a little while he just walked up behind me and was kissing my neck. He told me he needs me and left. I didn't know what to do after that. Home by myself again, I couldn't help but putting on my t-shirt and sneaking outside. I stayed for hours until he came outside and saw me, and then I took off inside. He knocked on the door in a little while and just came in. I was so nervous, but excited at the same time. He asked me to come to his house. I finally worked up the nerve, not knowing really what was going to happen. When I walked in, he was naked. He took off my clothes and took me to his bed. I know I love him and he says he loves me too, but I don't want let him have sex with me all the time. He says that's what I'm for. Not sure if I want to keep giving myself to him if he doesn't really love me. I'm confused.
— Beth, 19