If someone asked you to name the defining moments in your sex life, what would your response be? The first time? Getting caught? With a foreigner? Much older/younger than you? All plausible responses. But if you were me, there would be only one, and it happened before I even came close to a female.

That Mayo Clinic health book my Mom had with a section (photos included) on STDs. That was the first time I saw a V. And man, was that thing scary. I’m not even going to attempt to describe what I saw, but it left me thinking one thing - nothing good can come from playing with that. And I saw some Ds. Ds in serious need of medical attention. I put the two together, figuratively speaking, and decided that all that abstinence talk from my Mom and the church might not be such a bad idea after all. Since then, I’ve come a long way, but the affects still haven’t completely worn off.