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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Question TimeWhen your new, hugely-breasted, fit lady-friend is lying on her bed, in next to bugger-all, in her bedroom, talking to you after a serious drinking session at her houseparty, do you
a) Keep talking, you're after a long-term thing;
b) Take advantage of the situation by getting into some 'Beast With Two Backs' action, and burn those v-plates in style;
c) Say 'let's just be friends, yeah?', walk out of the bedroom and carry on drinking, vomit all over the girl's house, all the while your mates look on in awe that you didn't actually lay the village bike even though it would have been easier than spelling your own name?
Guess what I went for.
She proceeded to rub it in by shagging most of my mates in our social circle, and making me feel pretty damn shitty every time we were out.
A legendary move by yours truly, one that resulted in me waiting for another year to get rid of those v-plates.
(, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 16:08, Reply)
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