cristie asked:

Get ready for a longggg reading. So, you don’t need to read it. Just wanting some opinions.
I asked another question about going to my boyfriends house on July4th. I was able to go.
Well…here is the story that happened the whole day.
First off his father and his Uncle came over to pick me up. Isaac(my boyfriend) and I was sitting in the back talking,holding hands. Trying to hide the fact that he and I are together. His uncle keeps turning around so we decided to stop holding hands and just act normal. We went to his aunt’s house because it was Isaac’s little cousin;s birthday:) she was turning 4. We went upstairs showed me around. He is so close to his cousin’s its so adorable he held Noah and Noah would cry when his mom tried to pick him up. Which is sad I know. But Isaac would make a wonderful dad one day no kidding.
His cousin Sophia? wanted to play barbie game on PS2. Et cetera. She left later..we were alone upstairs..and we made out for a few seconds. (First time for me making out..haha)
But at his house now…
he has a beautiful home..with stuff from Peru and everything. Its like a model home. No joke. We went to the garage to play Guitar Hero(don’t ask why in the garage) we sat on the hood of a old truck and played. We would make out here and there…for good luck
Outside we played around chasing each other. What little kids do But we were laying in the grass. My arms started to itch.
>>>>>>FasFoward<<<<
To his room.
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He closed the blinds so no one would see we are alone…we shut the door(there is no lock o.o) We sat by eachother on th bed..both of our feet on his skateboard..then.bam..next minute we are making out ********. I can't control my hormones somewhat so we were laying down next minute. Then the next one of Isaac's leg between my legs…I had a hand pushing his shirt up. Another pulling his hair. I felt Isaac pushing stuff off his bed. Et cetera..next I was on top of Isaac..bed moving. Isaac stood up tried to take my pants off. But I said no. He understood. We continued..Isaac was fully on top of me. Both our shirts pulled up..Isaac already had my bra cups folded(if that made sense) then he undid my bra and pushed it up. So no clothes were TECHNICALLY off. We got a little bit out of hand..him..you know. But no hands in my pants. But one in his..I know..to much information…. :/ sorry.
We kept going on and off because since we thought someone was in the hosue. I kept had to keep hiding in his closet hahaha.

Question is…did we make a mistake to be in his room..during fireworks. His whole family outside. Only Isaac and I inside…we know what we did was wrong..hormones got ahead of us..but good we didn't actually have *** right? Because I have a purity ring. Yet I really love Isaac.
Oh! I know this will make it harder to answer..I'm 14. Isaac is a year and month younger then me…………
Yes he and I know how important protection is. We weren't planning going ANY farther then that. Plus, we really don't want to have *** at such a young age. Even with raging hormones.

MPHYBRID asked:

Well when i was 15 i felt in love with guy taht happend to be my neighboor in South America, he was also my cousin’s friend.. since i was even younger than that i jad a crush on him but it was osmething insignificant ..u know kids stuff..he was older than men for 3 years..when I turn 15-16 I flu to Peru because my grandpa had passed away and so i saw him again without any intention of having anythign at all with him or anyone..but it only took for us to talk and looked at each other to make it happend..he was attracted to me and i was attracted to him, however i was already living int he united states and he was dating a friend of mine from school.. she was crazy about him. one day during that visit in Peru he called my cousin and asked him to pass the phone to me and thats where everything started..he asked to meet me around my house and i was nervous but exicted about it so i went and met with him..he told me that he felt so attracted to me and that he loved my attitud etc bla bla..i count believe it ..but he asked me to be his girl..wihtout even thinking about the fact that he was with my friend or the fact that i was just there to visit i accepted..(this was my first boyfriend)..we used to hide to see each other because althougth we didnt tell anyone people realized our looks when we were close to each other and my parents didnt wanted me to be with a guys like him ( a kid with no job .going to school whenever he felt like it etcc.) I didnt care i was in love ! ..the day before going back to USA..my friend understood that what we felt for each other was so strong that she had nothing to do there..so she backed up. I left to USA heart broken ..we kept in contact thrue phone and letters…Many phone calls!! and tons of letters!! emails!!! etc ..when my father realized that i was talking to him he started to leave me in USA when going to Peru…that was the worst to me.or if he took me it was a mission impossible to see him ..i had to scape from aunt houses or auncles houses just to be at least with him for a minute.., this situation kept going for 3 years..and we still felt the same for each other..untill i was finally 18 and we decided to get married ..for that i had to travel to USA to Peru …so my father decided to have a trip over there ..ithougth to my self this will be my chance and only oportuniy to do this., so i went with my dad to peru …and a day before leaving my house over there..a friend of the family calls me and invites me to her house i accepted..i got to her house and she starts talking to me about this boy..telling me ..”u look so in love with him…but i have to tell you this..when u come from usa he acts like one person..stays home and thats it…but when ur here he cheats on you with ur friend “they still together” plus she is pregnant and there is no doubt that he is the father of the baby” … I let her talked and when she finished i just got up and asked her is this all true …she replied” yes it is”…I walked out of her house with a Pain that up to now i havent felt in my life …wanting to cry so much but i didnt i kept it to myself…so i called him when i got hom and asked him to meet me..when i saw him and tlloked at him onthe eyes. I said” please just tell me truth …and i told him everything that this lady told me..” he looked at me and said nooo are u crazy ….etc.., although i wanted to believe him ..i was just so hurt that I only knew i didnt wanted to feel that way again in my life and i was afarid to say okay i believe you…when i got home that night i was wanted to be back in USA and forget about all this…! later on I met a guy in USA that i knew from hight school and although i was never in love with him but liked him a lil i married him and untill this point i leave with him.. no kids..however about 2 months ago . talking to my cousin in Peru he tell methat he had something to confess to me ..well he tell me that my father paid this lady to tell me these things..they were not true..and yes my friend was pregnant but it was from a guy she was going out with ..not my bf.. untill now i still talk to him on the phone ..and he asks me to go back to him to get married ..i do like him a lot still ..and never been in love again since then.. but at the same time i have a family here which is my husband.. i dont know what to do ! i really dont ..i know that this is just a site to communicate and not to make decisions this big in life ..but i would like to know what you think…thank u for taking the time to read my story .

Erika asked:

I’m American and my boyfriend is from Peru, and now that we have spent a long time together, we are starting to find out that there are things about each other’s culture that drive us crazy!! I don’t understand why he won’t branch out from just his family and stop living like he is still in his home country and he can’t understand why I like to go out with friends and just hang out with him and not his extended family!! Does anyone have experience dating someone from another culture and have advice?