Yes. She was at my wedding.
I should probably add, if I had a choice I would NOT see him at all. I dis-like him A LOT. But we all (including my boyfriend of 6 months) take the piss out of him behind his back. So all is good.
You misunderstand. She got married, she and her husband moved to Wilkes Barre, Pa., and while they were still married (no idea if they’re together now), she started stripping and wanted to get into porn (as a career move). The rationale for the girl-on-girl, rather than girl-on-guy, porn was because then she wouldn’t be cheating on her husband.
Ah, what a world.
Hmm. Maybe you were his first, too??
Good lord, no. It was a one-night thing, and that was how I wanted it. About four or five years later we hooked up again for around a week, then I ditched him. He didn’t improve any in the interceding years.
She’s at work, but she’ll be back in about an hour so we can drop the car off to have the brakes worked on.
Regards,
Shodan
We don"t talk often, but he does play D&D with my sister every Wed.
The horror. Honestly, if my family weren’t friends with him I would happily never see him again.
No.
Last I heard he’d been jailed for having sex with a 13 year old girl.:eek:
Yup, I married him. I wasn’t his first, though…and he doesn’t see her anymore.
No. I was a terrible jerk to her afterwards (We were in the same dorm). The last time I saw her was right before graduation, and it was kinda upbeat, but she’s not listed in the alumni directory and short of spending money on a search (which I don’t quite want to do), I can’t locate her.
This sort of talk is a bit embarrassing for me, but yeah, I’m still with her. It’s been nearly four years since we started dating, so obviously I don’t see us losing touch anytime soon.
I do know what it’s like to’ve been a jerk to a past interest, though. It’s not fun to look back on that.
Yep. She remains my best friend, lives in the same city, we hang out about once a week or so, and I am the godfather to her son (and sometime surrogate father to her daughter who’s deadbeat dad won’t come see her very much).
F**k no. He turned out to be quite the jerk, sadly.
Still married to him 19 years later.
Well, I try. But it’s a rather one-sided conversation, as she’s dead.
And I’ll third it. AFAIK, mine did drop off the face of the earth, haven’t seen or heard of him in over a decade.
In a pleasant little twist, however, I got a big kick out of the last time I did see him. It was around 15 years ago, 5-6 years post-event, and I happened to see him at a McDonalds. With an arm in a plaster cast. And sutures holding half his forehead together!
Coulda been a car wreck, work-related accident, maybe he took a horrific tumble in the shower, but I went around with a big goofy smile all day imagining that it was somehow retribution.
Nope. I married him and “it” happened on our wedding night. But we have been divorced for almost twenty four years, he remarried, left town, and have never seen each other again.
Um, he was at my wedding, but that was more than two years ago. And that’s only because he was at my best friend’s wedding two weeks previously and I felt guilty about not having invited him. Eh.
If by “stay in touch” you were including “happily married after over 12 years, with three daughters in the bargain”… then yeah, I guess we’ve kept in touch.
She was my first… she still knows her first, as well (it wasn’t me). They IM now and again. Mostly, she likes knowing that her life turned out pretty happy, while he’s still muddling through the singles game. 
Thanks to Google, I know where she lives and what her job is. (Also thanks to Google, she may know the same about me. We’re on opposite coasts of the US.) I can’t see the point of getting in touch. I hope she’s happy and doing well.