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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How romanticWe were 13 and lived in a tiny village where we were the only children our age, I should have known that it wasn't meant to be wehen he wouldn't kiss me with tongues. My parents were out and we were left to our own devices on the sofa, exploring so to speak. He asked if I wanted to have sex, but he had no protection, (God I sound like a tramp!)he then offered to use a plastic carrier bag that he broght his homework down in! I maybe from Somerset but I do have some standards, if he was my brother then that would have been different.
Lenghth, girth, well it would never have filled a tesco's bag that's for sure!
(, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:49, Reply)
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