I'm a 29 year-old single woman. About six months ago, I had sex with a 16 year-old boy who lived in my building. It only happened twice, but he satisfied me better than any "man" I've ever been with. Two months ago, his family moved out of the building, and at first, I was relieved. So many things could have happened. He could have told someone, or he could have pushed me to continue our relationship, or worse. Lately, though, I've been missing him, but I'm torn up with guilt at the same time.

Just had to get that off of my chest.