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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A party storyWhen I get nervous I have performance problems. I finally find a girl who wants to do naughty things to me, with no strings attached, at a party. I don't know her, so I'm not nervous. After a bit of frottaging (look it up) and attempted fingering, I suggest we go upstairs. She tells me she's got aunt Flo round. That would explain the attempted fingering.
Still, when she finally came she sounded like a wildebeast, so I'm not complaining.
(, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 23:17, Reply)
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