I made my first really intimate girlfriend just before my last year in High School, the summer I was nearly seventeen. Strictly speaking, his mother had already shaped him out, but I put on the finishing touches, so I guess you can say we both made him my girlfriend. When I finished with him he loved what I’d done, and we’ve been good friends ever since, though since we went away to different colleges we’ve hardly seen each other, only when I’m home on vacation and he is too. He’s still a girl and will be for life, but with a difference. But I’m getting ahead of myself.