As I was lying in bed, I was thinking: sleeping together for the first time and sleeping together for the first time are quite comparable.  There are loads and loads of stories about awkward first nights.  The first time you sleep with someone, no matter how perfect it may seem, there is always one tiny aspect of it that is slightly awkward or uncomfortable.  The first time you sleep with someone is never the best (unless it’s the only because then by default it would be both the best and worst?).  It takes time to get used to the other person etc etc.  There’s the many questions that run through your mind because you’ve never done it with him before, so you try and guess what he likes… then you’re just like what am I doing I just want to fuck already so then you go for gold (maybe pearl would make more sense?)  However, then there’s always the small moments, whether you notice then or after the fact, that you’re just like what the fuckkk.  And you ask yourself: did that really happen?  Then there are the awkward movements and sounds…—I’ll leave the details to your imagination.  So as many people have experienced, the first time is pretty awkward in some way or another.  Just like sleeping with someone, sleeping with someone is also awkward.  Not as awkward, but awkward all the same.  Maybe awkward is not the best word to describe it.  However, at the present, I can’t think of a better fitting word.  Maybe I have slept with the wrong guys, but from my experiences, sleeping with someone is always uncomfortable.  It’s not like sleeping with like your sister or your friends.  It’s just plain uncomfortable.  There is always the time in the middle of the night that you wake up with a heavy arm or leg just lying on you as if you are just another part of the bed.  Well, you’re not.  So then, you try as hard as you can to lift them off of you and move them over to their side of the bed and of course they never wake up, so you must do all the work yourself.    So then it’s always annoying when you wake up (usually because they are tossing and turning and rolling around the bed) and you just look at them.  You really look at them and just watch them for a minute while thinking in your mind: “hmmm what did I get myself into this time.”  You see them snoring, drooling, what have you and you’re just like um eww.  So then maybe you get up and go to the bathroom, then when you come back, they are spread out across the entire bed.  Then you say to yourself: “seriously? I literally was gone, what, three minutes at the most?”  So then you ponder, do I just go do something else, do I leave, do I sit on the teeny tiny space on the corner of the bed?  Whether you decide to leave then or you decide to stay for a while longer, there always comes the point when you actually do have to leave.  Well, most guys are heavy sleepers, they don’t wake up for anything, which sometimes isn’t a bad thing for when you need to leave in the morning allowing you to avoid the awkward next morning conversation.  However, there are also the guys who just so happen to wake up at the same time and you can’t leave without saying something.  So then you make awkward conversation about how you enjoyed your time but you really have to go because you have other things you must tend to.  So then it’s finally over.  Just like sleeping with someone, sleeping with someone takes time to adjust to.  Practice makes perfect.