Not Losing Your VirginityThink back, way back, to when you were a spotty virgin.* It was all a bit overwhelming, wasn't it? I remember going to see a band as a teenager and standing behind a girl who I kinda liked, but who had been showing a lot of interest in a friend for the past week. She reached back and squeezed my leg.
I panicked. Brain decided that she'd clearly made a mistake and thought I was my friend: "Er, you've got the wrong bloke"
It was hours before I worked out what was going on.
So, tell us the stories of when you failed to lose your virginity - whether through your own ineptitude or simply because they scared the bejesus out of you.
* Apologies to spotty virgins out there. Wash.
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chthonic, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
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the pros knowsI was 15, nearly 16, and being helped with a cure for virginity by a 26 year-old co-worker. She'd be called a predator nowadays, but I found her to be quite the thing at the time. We went to a local lake to swim, and work up my courage trying to look manly leaping off rocks in the dark. The action tuned up, and we found ourselves embraced next to a low rock shelf in the water with me giving her an amateur's effort. Somewhere before I found my way into the love tunnel, I heard some noise. I looked up and there were two naked, teen guys drinking beer, and two slightly older women slipping off summer dresses. Turns out they had been watching for awhile. Also turns out that these were two young recruits, just out of basic training, and two of our finest local prostitutes out for a lark, with the same idea I had to find a place to get off without springing for a hotel. Good times.
(, Sun 29 Oct 2006, 1:36, Reply)
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