I was a very experienced teen....
..experienced at videogames that is.

One summer night whilst on holiday with the parents I was wowing everyone with my unearthly skills at Karate Champ in the campsite's arcade and had gathered quite an audience for I was awesome.

There were a few young lasses in the audience and after I'd run out of 10p's they followed me back to into the main bar where my parents were.

The nice thing about this campsite was it wasn't particularly strict about the licensing laws (I'm looking at you Ocean Heights Campsite in NewQuay in the 80's) so I was able to get served with Cider as did the laydees and a few other of my arcade audience. This meant we were able to get well on our way to being merry, fully endorsed by the parents and proceeded to have a whale of a time.

Towards the back end of the night my parents left to go to the campsite we were stayin at up the road leaving us kids to get on with our fun.

Come the end of the night and it transpires that 2 of the girls were staying on the same campsite up the road so our posse headed back.

The fat lass and one of the my audience members disappeared into a nearby Cenetaph and I was left alone with this other lass. We decided to forge on ahead for surely fat lass and dude would catch us up.

"I'm cold." Announced she.
"Here, have my coat." I galliantly offered.

And on we marched.

"I'm a bit nippy now but you keep the coat." I declared she as she put her arm round me for warmth.

And on we marched.

"I'm tired. Let's sit on this bench until the others catch up." Said she after walking for 1/2 mile or so.

And so we sat waiting.. and waiting.

"Let's head back to the caravan. We'll have to be quiet my nan will be in bed." and on we strode.

Sneaking into the caravan and indeed it appeared deserted we sat in the dim light you can only get in 80's style static caravans.

"I got really sunburned today. It's so sore. Look." as she unbuttoned her shirt to show me quite a red chest, 15 year old norks heaving against the strain of her bra.

I'm sure I offered words of sympathy as the 2 stragglers stumbled into the caravan waking up nan.

"I'd better go back to my tent." says I.

"I'll walk you up there." Says she.

"We'll come too!" says the 2 stragglers.

So back to my tent we walked. Exchanged a few brief words and I retired to bed.

The next morning it came home to me that I'd been completely oblivious to the endless flirting this young lass had been throwing my way. It was brought home to me by my dad opening the back door to their motorhome and knowingly asking,"How many sugars does she take?"

I don't think he forgave me for years. Until I found that computer games and laydees can co-exist in my life.

She even wrote to me once but I never got round to replying. Was probably too busy trying to become - E L I T E - or something.


Edit: Apologies for length. She never got to find out.
( Airman Gabber Living life like a 70's BBC presenter, Fri 19 Feb 2010, 10:46, 1 reply)

Unlucky
I only got to Deadly
(mersault, Fri 19 Feb 2010, 13:07, closed)