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 Growing Up and Getting Together I've known my boyfriend since I was 12 years old. If you had asked me any time previous to us hooking up if we would ever be together, I would probably have said �no way!� We grew up on the east coast and moved west separately, continuing our friendship there. A few years ago we were both visiting back home and went out drinking together. I had picked him up and he wouldn't let me drive home after drinking, so I walked with him to his house. That night we had amazing sex. There was none of that awkward getting to know each other, and the next day wasn't weird at all. In fact, I could hardly stop thinking about him. I went back home to California first, and as soon as he returned, he was in my bed. He hasn't left yet. Emily T., Los Angeles, CA From One to Another His last girlfriend had been my roommate in college. I had gone on a trip with them months before they broke up and had had a great time with both of them. I wasn't that surprised when he called me after they had broken up. I was surprised when he mentioned that he had an extra plane ticket and that she couldn't go, so would I like to join him? She didn't seem to care whether I went or not, so I agreed. The first few nights were completely filled with sexual tension. Then one night, I surprised him skinny dipping in the hotel pool. He got naked and joined me. We ended up making love in the water, on a poolside lounge chair and then all night in his room. My friend (and his ex) called the next morning to see how we were. He couldn't really hide the delight in his voice and she quickly figured it out. She and I don't talk anymore, but he and I are getting married next year. I guess some people are just better friends than lovers! Kim H., Hershey, PA Taking the Plunge I had a crush on one of my best friends for years before I acted on it. I was so scared of getting rejected by her, more than I would have been by a girl I didn't know. I was scared of wrecking the friendship, too. So it took me getting really drunk before I had the nerve to tell her that I loved her one night. She said she loved me too, and then I realized that she meant she loved me like a friend. I had come that far so I pressed it, I told her that I really was in love with her. She looked at me for a bit and I was about to run out of the room when she leaned over and kissed me. I was so happy. We didn't have sex until a few weeks later, but when we did it was amazing. I can't believe I had the nerve but I'm so happy I did it! Jake M., Vancouver, Canada
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