Who was your first love, and what was your first date ?

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My first love was Merrill, but the separation of being in the military ended it too soon. Will always remember our night taking the ferry to the island. I had been chasing her for years and her change of heart was an overwhelmingly good feeling.

First date was with Kathy who used to spend summers in our town when we were kids. At 15, we went to see the Allman Brothers, with my brother the chauffer. I was hopelessly inept and nervous, but she gave me a kiss goodnight. We moved and I never saw her again.

The first girlfriend I had where we had a loving relationship was Ann and we were both 17. Our first date was to a high school football game. We both went our separate ways. Then, at a class reunion, I found she had been killed in a horse riding accident. My first girlfriend, who I dated when I was 15, died recently of cancer.

Never been on a regular date. Doesn't work like that for me.

My first love probably was the girl I had a distance (as just looking and flirting) relationship with in high school. Then I had a similar thing for 3 years in the next school (don't know it's english equivalent). After that I didn't want to have anything to do with girls for close to 10 years. I meet my wife at a dance. We never dated, rather went straight into a relationship after having met at various place for half a year.

My first love was named Claudia. I was 16 when I first met her; she was a mature 14.

Our (and my) first date was soon after I met her. We went to the movies.

She was also my first lover--when I was 17 and she was 15. In New York State, it was a legal union, by the way.

The circumstances were nice, actually. I was stroking her hair while we were both naked. Then we embraced. She pulled me into her.

It was nice and everything--but it was pretty anticlimactic. Losing one's virginity isn't what it's cracked up to be, especially if you don't know what you're doing yet. To this day, the PRELUDE to love, at times, is more intense than the actual lovemaking itself.

I realized, then and there, that I should've waited until I had gotten older, and more mature.

love meaning both in love and been together in person/relatonship?

The first girl I ever felt any consistent attraction to was probably my 6th-grade crush. Her name was Mandy, and I was always walking her home after school, trying to get her attention. Nothing ever came of it, though.

The first relationship I ever had where my feelings were returned was 13 years ago, with my ex-girlfriend Michelle. We broke up several times, and she's moved on with her life...but my heart still desires her like crazy. Most of its not even sexual either, though I won't deny I missing her that way as well. Some have suggested I pursue casual sex, but that goes against everything I believe in about the subject. Ultimately, the heart matters more to me anyway.

My first love was my 8th grade crush, a girl named Sara ( who ended up accusing me of stalking 2 years later )...my first REAL love was and is my very best friend Marci. Unfortunately, I have yet to go on my first date

Please don't over-complicate it. This is just meant as a chance to relate first experiences, not a discussion on the nature of relationships. I don't have the expertise to define it anyway.

My first love was Justin, when I was 14/15. He at the time was an intern at my school. He was obviously quite a few years older than me. We dated on and off for about a year. Our first date was at his house. Nothing happened though
My first 'real' date was at a café only a few months ago. I met the guy on tinder. Very, very, exiting.

My first date was a royal disaster. Comical when I think about it.

It was in college, we went for dinner, a movie, and it just so happens that her roommates where having a house party. Some guy at the party that looked like Adam Ant was completely stoned or drunk or both. Some of her friends were into this medieval role playing stuff (this was in the 80's I think its called cosplay now). I thought they were weird (ha ha, they were probably Aspies too), but I still listened to their conversation - I knew nothing of it, it was hard to follow. Then I realized two things - it was getting late, and I didn't pay enough attention to her. Oops. So I was trying to figure out what could I say, something like "I had a nice night, lets do something tomorrow." then head on home and do better next time. So I go up to her, but her friends are around her and they say, "You can go home now, you aren't sleeping with her." and stuff like that, and they wouldn't let me get a word in. It was really weird. I was flabbergasted. Honestly I wasn't even thinking about that, I was just thinking how can I repair the damage I had done. OK. Time to get the hell out of this place. I was also in some short of shock over it. So I go out the front door and Adam Ant is sprawled on the porch blocking the way. Hmmm. Maybe they have a back door. So I go back in and say, could I leave thru the back door and they are just shooing me away, I tell them Adam Ant is there and the say "Go, go, go". OK, so I go back out the front door, carefully stepping over Adam Ant, praying he doesn't wake up and beat the sh!t out of me, and head to my apartment.

So the next day I concluded that this didn't go very well, she never wants to see me again, give it up, I f***ed up my first date, and there's no point in calling her. I hope you can believe me when getting into her pants wasn't my motive, it was just trying to have a girlfriend. I was 21 or 22 then. That and no more alcohol on dates, it doesn't work.

Then about six months later I run into a mutual friend and he says, "You really f****ed her up doing that." Huh? But I figured it was pointless, the damage had been done, drop it.

I met her in abandoned prothean excavation site. At first I was unsure... I was so inexperienced with interspecies relationships, but soon I wisened up, and told myself "Damn it, I'm the captain of the Normandy! I can do this" And so I grabbed my laz0r rifle, and charged through excavation site, zapping all the Geth troopers I could find.

Finally, I saw her trapped behind an energy field, using my wit and cunning, I deactivated the device by guilding a mining lazor to the energy shield and released her...it was love at first sight, her hot blue alien flesh bewildered me, and even though I knew this relationship was taboo... she was the one made for me because the only way I can save the galaxy from imminent destruction is with the companionship of a hot alien babe.

My first little crush was when I was around 4 or 5 years old. I had a bigger crush when I was 8 years old. Then the same person again at age 11. He was two years older than me and he used to follow me around at lunch time, and because I fancied him back - I liked it. I invited him out on a date. We were terrified of each other. I remember my legs were actually shaking and so were his. He was too terrified to talk to me again. Now he's a gamer and doesn't do much else.

When I was 13, I met someone who blew my mind and eyes. He was beautiful. As in, Brad Pitt eyes but green. He tried to ask me out several times, but I used to walk away because I didn't know what was going on.

I think all my bigger crushes were when I was little. Or the ones I remember most are.

My first love was a girl named Mary when I was in my 6th grade year.

We went to see "Snoopy Come Home" along with my brother, sister, and all their friends. I didn't even hold her hand.

We went out throughout jr. high school and lost contact, though never broke up, in high school.

33 years later we reconnected on Facebook and got married four years later. She always was the most amazing person I've ever known and she's helped me through this maze of emotions getting my diagnosis.

Just thought I'd add a happy story.

(Mind you, there's more than my fair share of emotional bullstien during that 33 year hiatus-- but it all worked out in the end)