Not Losing Your Virginity
Think 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.
( , Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
Think 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.
( , Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
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in the late nineties we were at a party with a friend of mine who shall remain nameless. a drunken teenage 'crazy' party with all the local girls. all of us were losing our virginities left right and centre that summer and my mate decided it was his turn to get stuck in. he didnt have to try that hard as there was a girl there that was gagging for him to bust her hole. some time after midnight we were standing in the kitchen making comments and stealing the vodka when said girl approaches and leads of our mate by the hand to the bedroom opposite. much hand slapping and laughter ensues. after about 4 1/2 minutes the girl came running out of the room in a fit of anger. she announced to the whole party that my mate had an erect penis that was '... about the size of a clipper lighter...' - to illustrate the point she proceeded to draw a scale picture of it on the living room floor in chalk with the immortal words 'flacido no dingo' scrawled undereath. reckon he went out the window as we didnt see him again that night. dont think he lost it for quite a while after that...
( , Fri 27 Oct 2006, 15:28, Reply)
in the late nineties we were at a party with a friend of mine who shall remain nameless. a drunken teenage 'crazy' party with all the local girls. all of us were losing our virginities left right and centre that summer and my mate decided it was his turn to get stuck in. he didnt have to try that hard as there was a girl there that was gagging for him to bust her hole. some time after midnight we were standing in the kitchen making comments and stealing the vodka when said girl approaches and leads of our mate by the hand to the bedroom opposite. much hand slapping and laughter ensues. after about 4 1/2 minutes the girl came running out of the room in a fit of anger. she announced to the whole party that my mate had an erect penis that was '... about the size of a clipper lighter...' - to illustrate the point she proceeded to draw a scale picture of it on the living room floor in chalk with the immortal words 'flacido no dingo' scrawled undereath. reckon he went out the window as we didnt see him again that night. dont think he lost it for quite a while after that...
( , Fri 27 Oct 2006, 15:28, Reply)
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