I've been through some tough times in my life. I grew up in a small town where everyone knew each other's business. My parents were high school sweethearts who married young and had me when they were just 19 years old. They were always strict with me, making sure I followed the rules and never did anything to bring shame to our family name.

But as much as they tried to keep me under control, I was always a wild child at heart. I loved sneaking out of my room late at night to explore the woods behind our house or ride my bike down the main street with the wind in my hair.

As I got older, I began to realize that I had feelings for girls. I remember being so scared and confused about it at first, thinking something was wrong with me. But then I met this girl named Emily when we were 16. We started dating and everything felt right in the world.

We'd spend hours cuddled up together on my four-post antique bed, watching movies or playing video games. And sometimes...well, let's just say that our love for each other would get a little more adventurous. I was young and stupid back then, but I was also happy.

But then Emily moved away to college when we were 18. We promised to stay in touch, but it wasn't the same anymore. I felt lost and alone, wondering if I'd ever find someone who understood me like she did.

That's when I started working at a local lingerie store as a sales associate. It was a job that required me to wear...ahem...exotic outfits to work. And let me tell you, some of the guys who came in there were total perverts! They'd ogle me and try to get inside my head. But I just smiled and played dumb.

But one guy caught my eye. His name was Max, and he was a regular at the store. We'd chat for hours about everything from sex toys to our favorite TV shows. And eventually, we started dating in secret. He was older than me, and his job required him to travel all over the country, so it wasn't easy maintaining a relationship.

But when he was home, oh man...those nights were something else! We'd do everything on that four-post antique bed - from doggy style to bent over with legs spread wide open. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced before.

Eventually, Max got tired of traveling and decided it was time for us to settle down. So we moved in together and started planning our future. But things didn't go as smoothly as we thought they would...

How about you? What's your story?