I was seventeen and living with my grandparents. I had been dating my boyfriend for four years. We were crazy in love and finally decided to do it. So when my grandparents were out-of-town, my boy came over and we had a picnic in the middle of my living room floor. It was candle lit, spaghetti, dim lights, soft music and all. Completely romantic. We decided to have sex. We started to get it on and then my grandfather walked into the room. We were so surprised to see him home, that when we were having sex, somehow my foot knocked over one of our candles. The whole carpet started to catch fire and we ran naked to go get the fire extinguisher. I guess the saying is true, your first time IS the most memorable.
-Anonymous
