Thursday December 16, 1982. During my Jr. High School Christmas dance, in the back seat of her dad's new Cadillac. I was twelve. She was a total slut and I wasn't in love or had any serious feelings for her, but I didn't care. She liked me 'cause I boxed, surfed and played guitar and I like her 'cause she was hot. Sometimes I wish I did it with someone special for the first time, but I was glad to get it over with.