The best moment in my life was hugging him goodbye, and simultaneously looking into each others eyes and realising that no words were needed.
He lives half a world away, and I’ll never tell him, but I’m in love with him.
I cheated on my last boyfriend. I met someone while on vacation on a cruise boat. He kissed me, and I kissed back. Many, many times.
The funny thing is, I don’t regret cheating on my boyfriend. He had a tendency to get drunk and tell stories about our personal life to his friends. Once, he told an entire room full of people how he’d given me an orgasm.
One of my regrets is that I still respect him enough not to do the same to him: tell a room full of people that I had to fake it.
My other regret is not having losing my virginity by having hot, passionate sex with the guy I met on vacation.