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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Punchdrunk with lust..Ah twas a springtime in the noughties; hanging out at a male aquaintances house with bestie. Get stoned, then get drunk on a pint of finest quality rum. Bestie leaves. Drunkenly sit on manchild's lap. Kissing/fondling ensue. 'Shall we finish this upstairs?' Due to mammoth quantities of sensi & rum consumed, the stud couldn't quite make the cut. We slept [& that was all we did] & with each hour of creeping daylight I became more & more glad I hadn't - one reason being that his girlfriend was in my art class. He avoided me at college & I took the piss with my mates. Twas a mini adventure. The end.
(, Sun 29 Oct 2006, 13:02, Reply)
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