Second was the first one I thought I was in love with. First girlfriend was the one with kickin' bad breath who started weeping and crying and saying "it's not you, it's not you!" after first ever handjob. She got super drunk once and I tried to leave her on her porch and run back to my car before anyone noticed, but her mum came to the door before I could run away and thanked me for being so "responsible" getting her home. Er, yeah, no problem at all.