My Dad always warned my sister and myself about preserving our reputations and how it’s all we have and blah blah blah…like I really listened. I was young. Reputation…what reputation?!
So, I went through a small…tiny…itty bitty, promiscuous phase. We’re talking…microscopic (HI MOM!!). And…I slept with this guy. It was a whim maneuver. Summer. Wine coolers. Heavy make-out session. You know the drill. One thing led to another and…he lost his virginity to me. I didn’t even know he was a virgin until after…which was a full 5 seconds later!
Fast forward a year later. We started dating. And just to redeem myself from the slut behavior that I had exhibited the previous summer…I wouldn’t sleep with him. Yay me! But…he was still interested in me. But I found him somewhat boring so…that ended that!
Now fast forward again…if you aren’t too dizzy…to today…
I take my son into his preschool camp. Walk him down the hall to his class.
And there he is.
That dude that had relinquished his virginity to me…gratefully, I’m sure.
That guy…who just didn’t do it for me back then.
He’s so good looking now. Not that he wasn’t before but…age has done wonders!
And so obviously successful…which is an attractive trait to, might I add!
I was so embarrassed to see him that I avoided all eye contact…and verbal exchange, for that matter. Yes, I was UNFRIENDLY! Wouldn’t even look at him!
I ran out of my son’s room…who, by the way…loves this guys kids and wants a…gasp…play date with him!
I ran to my car…which was parked right by his…
And, I drove as fast as I could, away from there.
The whole time I was thinking to myself…my Dad was right. Not about the reputation part. Because, quite frankly, I’m 39…let them talk!! But…he used to always say that you don’t want to be THAT girl in a room, where everyones husband or boyfriend…had slept with. NO…my preschool Mommy friends…I did NOT sleep with ANY of your husbands. And really, I was NEVER that big of a sleep around kind of girl…I just made out with everyone…NOT YOUR HUSBANDS though!!
But now I know what he meant. It was a yucky feeling. Really. Uncomfortable. And that was just from ONE guy!
I’m so glad that, on the most part, during my small, tiny, itty bitty…microscopic…promiscuous time…it was mostly with guys that didn’t live in the same area as I do.
THAT…was a smart move!! Advice that I didn’t get from my Dad. Which, can you imagine…a father saying to his daughter…if you want to sleep around, in a small, tiny, itty bitty, microscopic manner…make sure you do it with guys from the other side of town!? HAH!
I won’t be telling MY daughters THAT little trick!!
Maybe he won’t be dropping his kid off anymore…because I…FOR SURE…did NOT sleep with his wife…or any other women for that matter!!