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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DefenestrationFrench exchange, and the fittest girl in the year, along with her ugly mate were paying me a lot of attention - talking to me, etc. Back then, I was a geeky fellow with very little self confidence, and I actually assumed that they were making fun of me by making me uncomfortable (as I clearly was). At one point, I actually jumped out of a second storey window to get away from them.
It didn't cross my mind that either of them could have been interested in me, but I like to think that with hindsight, they were and had I had my wits about me, I could have been the toast of the year and would now be extremely wealthy, having used my new found self-confidence to carve a career for myself and invent something cool in the dotcom boom.
(, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 16:17, Reply)
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