We were in his two-room apartment: a sitting room and bedroom. He was still staying with his parents but he had a room outside the big house, which made it easier for me to visit him. I was turning 19 the following month and he was 23 years old. I liked the age gap between us.

He was well aware that I was still a virgin because we had been open with each other and talked about sex and my views around it. I never had an answer as to why I was still a virgin because I was never waiting for my 21st nor marriage.

7 June is the day I will never forget. We were lying side-by-side in his bed talking about the future. Our eyes locked and we started kissing. The kiss was heating up, he dropped one hand and started pleasuring me. Within a blink of an eye, my clothes were off and so were his.

“Ngiyasaba, I’m scared,” I said, but he reassured me he would be gentle. For the first time in my life I felt like I was at the right place with the right person and for the best reason. I could not ask for more.

In the middle of it all, my phone rang, it was a private number…I insisted on taking the call and to my surprise it was my mom. She had put the call on private by mistake. We had a good two-minute phone call while I was lying beside the guy who had just taken my virginity. I had never felt so loved in my life. Obviously, I didn’t mention any of that to my mom. My first time was perfect. I am enjoying my sex life and I do not have a child. I am still with the same person and I have been sexually active with him only. I couldn’t ask for more.

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