When Dealing With Love

Okay so...
I was visiting my boyfriend.

Its cazy... But this was my first time visiting him, even though we were already together for a year. He was someone I thought I could never have sex with because I saw him as my friend first. But as soon as I got there, we had sex. We had a lot of sex.

Now, one day while we were having sex, I was looking at him and he was looking at me.
Then he stopped.
We continued to have sex and he stopped again, with a confused look (this time).
I asked: what happened?
He said: nothing.
We then continued to have sex.
Then he stopped (again), but this time he looked around.
So I asked: what are you looking for?
He said: the condom... It came off.
I said: look for it. Then I asked: Did you find it?
He said: no.
I asked: ... is "that condom inside of me"?
He said: no.
Then I asked: when you stopped before, before you kept going, was that condom on?
He says: I think so.
So I said: what do you mean you think so?
Then he says: I would put on another one and we could keep going.
I told him: HELL NO!

I was scared and upset...


We then grabbed the laptop to look up if it was possible for it to get lost inside of me. It said for the partner to use their fingers to look inside, for it.
He didn't find it.
So, we decided to search the entire room, places we knew the condom wouldn't be.
I was so scared, I had to find this condom or go to the hospital.
I also read online to fill up the tub and to sit in it, that the condom should come right out.
It didn't.
So, I went to the hospital! I had to write what was wrong on this paper and we were so embarrassed. The entire time my boyfriend and I were looking at each other like "this can not be happening".
After we went in the back, the doctor pulled the condom right out! I was so embarrassed!
The doctor then says: Yah'll was using protection, just next time TRY A SMALLER CONDOM!

-lesson