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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Story 2 - the best mates Mrs...Ok, this was a while ago...
My mate Mike was seeing Katy. Mike was an awkward, spotty, chubby "grunger" and never had any look with the ladies. Katy was fine. He pulled her using the fact that he was a sensitive musician, and she was at a convent school.
Mike asks me to go out with him, Katy and one of her mates as that the only way Katy was allowed out past midnight. Her friend was Emma, and she was at least a 6-pint-er, but a cracking laugh. So off out we go, and we end up at this truely awful nightclub. Mike gets a call on his mobile; it's his work begging him to go in the next day. He says ok, then comes back to us. Mike leaves, and takes Emma home as well as I've said I'll give Katy a lift. Hmmm...
Cut a long story short, we go back to her house, we have a coffee and the conversation turns to Mike still being a virgin and how he wants to wait until they are both ready. "You a virgin then?", I throw into the conversation. "No, but Mike thinks I am." From then, there was only one outcome. It was mutually enjoyable, and I hate to say, the "naughtiness factor" made it even better.
Next morning I leave, making some excuse. Mike rings me during the day, asking if the four of us could meet up later. This was fine, nice and friendly, until both the girls left and Mike starts talking about how he thinks he's ready, and this is the weekend as his parents are on holiday and the house is his.
Mike was dumped on the Friday night. Katy had gone over with Emma a about 8pm, sat Mike down and just said "I'm finishing this. I've thought about this and I think that we aren't right for each other." Then left, taking his broken heart with him. He then called me, about 9-ish, crying down the phone, asking me to come over. Thing was I had just met Katy and we were on our way to her house as everyone was out...
I still feel guilty every time I see him, but he never worked it out. I saw Katy for about 4 months; it was great but then we both went off to different Uni's and just split up. And Mike remained a virgin for another 4 years...
(, Sat 28 Oct 2006, 14:15, Reply)
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