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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Well, it wasn't me who wanted to.When I was 15 or so I went to Germany on an exchange about a month before I became legal (which I made a stupidly big deal about). The girl I stayed with had a fairly large group of friends in her class who we went on the bus to school with (and sat on the back seat with the cool kids). One of her friends looked like the oldest kid from My Family, the one who does the BT adverts now, but about five times as psychotic looking. He did nothing but stare at me every time I was within sight.
On the last day in the school, I was walking back to my partner's classroom when *spang* my dodgy ankle gave out and I landed flat on my face in front of ... yep, him. He took rather too long to pick me up off the floor (I hate to think what would have happened if I'd knocked myself out) and carry me into the classroom. He then chucked me a note once I was settled saying "I like you so much, but you drive back to England tomorrow and I want to keep in touch!". I gave him my address but, thankfully, never heard from him again. And two years later he still hadn't got a girlfriend when I spoke to my exchange partner last.
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Maladicta, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 16:30,
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