College, 19years old, she was 17. We clicked to each other and I felt her down to my marrow as I knew she was the one. And then the little bad voice in my head said "Hey you're way too young and she's a baby. Look at that other one there, you could have loads of fun with her!"
Stupid me listened and went down with...a lot of trouble fer my sins.
Next year as I was crawling back up, her sister set us up with a date at her place and sneaked out and left us alone. Well we dated for a year and then got married on her 19th birthday. It will be thirty years in october of this year, and I don't regret any of it but the stupid kids we had!
