A little bit about me: My name is Anton (of course not my real name) I am tall and not athletic. This happened to me recently, when I turned 16. I was admitted to the regional hospital due to illness. There I met a couple of new acquaintances and my friend. When I was already in the middle of being discharged, on a typical evening I went to my solitary room, but on the way there I noticed my friend, I went up to her and realized that she was crying. I tried to calm her down and we went to my place. We got along well enough, and I asked her what happened, and she said she found out how far away I was from her. It turns out she had feelings for me, but she didn't show it. She directly asked, "Do you like me?" . I replied as I saw fit, "Honestly, you would be a very good friend to me," but this only made her cry harder, I realized that I had said something obviously wrong and apologized and said that I also felt a relationship with her, after that she put her head on my shoulder and we kissed. After that, she left and I fell asleep, the next day was not much different from the other days of my stay at the hospital, I still did not understand what happened yesterday and tried to make sense of it. In the evening of the same day, someone came into my room and closed the door, "Who is this?", I asked with incomprehension, in response I heard "It's me", I realized who it was, it was her. She came over and sat on my bed , and we talked quite warmly , but after a couple of minutes of talking , she started putting her hands in my pants. I didn't ask too obvious questions and just kept quiet. She got into my panties and started masturbating to me, after a couple of seconds I also decided to follow her example and now we were already masturbating to each other, kissing at the same time, when we brought each other to orgasm, she took off her clothes and took off my trousers, you know what happened in the following minutes. When she finally finished, we just lay in each other's arms, and then she left. I fell asleep thinking that I didn't understand anything, but it didn't bother me. For the next week, we had fun as much as we could, tried something new, and experimented. Because of my shyness, I would not like to describe what we did... The moment of discharge came, after that we continued to communicate for several months, but at one point she severed all ties and did not answer the phone, after another month of attempts I realized that she had left me. It hit my psyche pretty hard and I was sad for quite a long time. But now I'm 22 and I have a family, and so I decided to tell you this story, I wonder what you would do in my place? If it's not difficult, then write)🙂‍↕️