Above: Image by Gina Milicia He was the best-looking guy I’d ever seen in my life. At 6′ 2″, he towered over me – I’m 5′ 7″ (5′ 8″ with my hair done). When he locked his piercing blue eyes onto mine, I actually gasped. Seriously. So there we were, alone together. It was my first time, and I was so nervous. My heart was beating at a million miles an hour. My mouth was dry. My palms were sweaty. “Pull yourself together, woman,” my inner tough chick scolded. I was only 22. I was worried I’d do something wrong. I thought I knew where everything went, but it’s not until you’re actually in the thick of it that you know for sure… I stumbled and bumbled my way along, and then I finally let myself go. It was rough, it was raw, and it certainly wasn’t pretty, but it...