Looking back on a particular and special summer of my youth... I fondly remember the summer where I found sex.

Even though I’m 32 now, married with a fantastic career in banking and two magnificent kids, my mind still wanders back to the six weeks between the end of year exams and visiting University.

As a kid I’d always been considered chubby and was horrified when my breasts appeared before my twelfth birthday; I subsequently spent another six years covering up and concealing them beneath large baggy clothing so I wouldn’t draw any attention from at college.

I barely ever socialized for five or six years at age twelve besides...