Cook gives interview to Elle Magazine about the time he lost his virginity.
It was actually perfect in many ways. It was on my seventeenth birthday with my first girlfriend. She invited me to her house for a sleepover, and my parents let me go. She had a screened-in front porch and we were both in our separate sleeping bags and she invited me into hers. It’s the corniest thing, and if I ever told my guy friends I would certainly be elbowed in the face, but I remember as it was happening seeing the full moon through the screen and thinking, I’m a man today.