Day 3-Your first love
I'm disappointed to tell you I don't think I have a picture of me and my first real boyfriend. I was 15 he was 16 and drove his dad's cool Cadillac. He was a 'summer guy', his family had a charter boat and a cabin on the beach. I was the small town girl that lived in a tourist town. Of course it didn't last long, we were young and rarely got to see eachother once the summer was done and school started back up again. But we thought we were in love. I still to this day keep in contact with him, his family still vacations in my home town and we talk from time to time on facebook. Guess its true, you never do forget your 'first love'!
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