Whatever happened to my first love

Unlike most girls, I actually waited until I was in college and over 18 yrs old before having a boyfriend. I was so focused on getting out of my parents house, and since it was made clear that if I didn't get a scholarship (full), that I would be footing the bill through loans or working. I still worked part time, just to keep me out of trouble, and for pocket change, but I was so focused on achieving my goals that I didn't have time to pay attention to my hormones. So, once I was in college, I was focused but even with the part time job(s), I still had plenty of time, so I would spend it with a friend. I wasn't too romantic, and I was really straight forward. So after spending days and nights chatting on the phone, and once I felt myself developing feelings  for my then friend, I popped the question "So, when are we going to smash?" just in the middle of the conversation. I laugh now, but I was so serious. I didn't have some oh it has to be special fantasy. I was thinking no one wants to have sex with a virgin, so let's just get this out of the way, so that we can live our young college lives. It was like a job, and I needed experience on my resume. I look back, and honestly I thank God that at least we were friends first, and I have some funny, loving non-sexual memories. I think my favorite thing was watching tv together (reruns of Martin), I used to complain about wanting to go out all of the time ( I couldn't sit still), and he would tell me to just relax because after college was over it would be all about work, and there would be no time to just relax for a majority of the day (he was right), but of course he would be footing the bill also, lol. So that was another reason, but what I liked about him is that he never even assumed that I would pay for anything, even though, I was on scholarship and had a couple of part time jobs, he always took care of everything. But, I would treat him (well), every now and then, just to show my appreciation. I remember one time, my friend was leaving her townhouse to go on a vacation somewhere. It was summer break,(this was the only summer, I didn't have some program planned), so of course I asked her to house sit, she knew he and I were an item, her request was to just have everything cleaned before she returned. He lived in NY, I lived in DC, her house was in Baltimore. So I stocked the house with food, drink, and sticky icky, he was complaining because he was having problems with his car, I remember telling him to just get there, and he got on a bus (he hates buses) and came. It was the BEST, and I knew that he hadn't been with anyone else, not even himself (ha ha ha). It was like a week long honeymoon, I would cook and clean (I didn't mind), because going out took up too much time in between sessions, and he would roll, lite, pass, relax, go to work, then we would eat and pass out, wake up and do it all over again. Oh to be young, dumb and in love....lol. Eventually, we graduated, and he ended up going into the Army, and I into the Navy, I remember getting those "boot camp" letters and being so excited. He joined first, so he would sent me letters of his experiences, he even called, he used to go into the bathroom to sneak and call me...lol, and I remember he got caught, I have never heard so much yelling in all my life....lol, he was nicknamed "Mr. Telephone Man" after that. I was in graduate school at the time, he would send me gifts, and I would workout like a mad person, just so I would be ready for his return. He sent me this lace see- through dress with a thong (I told him to pick out something he and I would like from VS), and it was nice sexy not too slutty, he was going to be the only one to see it anyway. I was so in love with him, today I don't even where lingerie, let along a thong. It is comfortable granny panties all the way :), but if I meet the right person, and I feel they are worth the effort, then I might bring out my A game. The highest it has been over the years is B+, but I'm thinking the next person, might get my A game, not for them but to prove to myself I still got it....but I wonder whatever happen to him. He went to Korea for a couple of years, and came back a different person (on all these anti-depressants) we lost touch after that, but at least I still have some good memories that make me smile.