I was just thinking of how my hubby and i 1st met and ended up together. I was 13 an he was 16 he wasn't in school but he was working,in fact him and my mother worked @ the same place in a meat packaging co. Anyways she dated his roomate (an older guy) and when she would go over to see her bf sometimes i'd come along and he'd be there and he was very shy lol he'd ask me if i wanted to go have lunch with him & i'd decline b/c i wasn't attracted to him...dont get me wrong i didnt think he was ugly, but he just wasn't my type...so one day i figured ok i'll go and i had a nice time although he didnt say much the whole time, he was really sweet though... opening doors, pulling out chairs, telling me i was pretty. After that i didnt hang out with him much b/c i was interested in another guy, but he was still persistant in wanting another date and after a while i gave in again...i'll never forget we went to funland ( an amusement park) and when we got home he asked for a kiss and i was hesitant but i did and it was great and from then on we starting dating.. he would come over everyday and hang out. . .and to make a long story short i ended up preggo with my daughter a few months later and again 3 yrs later with my son & we got married before he was born ... i was 17 then
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