When I met the women who would eventually become my wife, we were 22 years old. I had only 2 relationships with women before meeting her and had only a sexual relationship with one of them. The first, I dated about a year but never slept with. The second I slept with quite a bit thanks for her breaking my shyness. I was not attracted to her though. Before that I had only been on 1 date ever. My future wife had actually been married twice. Her first husband was the first man she had ever slept with. In the 2+ years they were married he cheated on her a lot. Because of him, she had a distrust in all men, figuring all are cheaters. Her second marriage was not even consummated, so I do not even count that. It only lasted a couple of days. After that she had quite a few guys in her life, a lot just for 1 night. Anyway, I met my future wife in early Nov. 1973. She tended bar at a lounge I rarely went too. A male friend from work suggested we meet there for a few drinks. As soon as I entered and saw her from the back, I noticed her long, dark, straight hair that almost reached her beautiful ass. I will say I fell in lust immediately. After talking with her that entire night, I had fallen in love with here. I took her home and we smoked dope and made out a lot. I would have swore that I would get lucky that night, but she sent me home with a tremendous hard on.