| Claudia |
| Claudia was a world of firsts for me. Not only was she the first woman I ever bedded, but she introduced me to an entirely new world filled with expressions that I had never known in my sheltered life before university. We met at a social gathering during orientation. She told me I was cute and asked to walk with me outside of the stuffy social hall. We spent hours going along the ocean, exchanging personal stories and jokes. Before long, the sun was coming up and Claudia invited me to spend what little remained of the night with her. Of course, Claudia was all wrong for me. I was a bit too fond of social graces for her and frankly, I didn't care for her lack of respect toward authority, but she was decidedly good for me. While I was with her, I allowed myself to step outside of my too tight skin and see what was out there. It was only through experience that I could finally discount what wasn't right for me. We broke it off after a few months, but remained close friends. Claudia, in my opinion, was much easier to talk to when we weren't sleeping together. She became a font of sagely advice and on occasion, she helped me get through some tough times. I never loved her as a woman, but I loved her friendship very much. |
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