Not Losing Your Virginity
Think 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.
( , Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
Think 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.
( , Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
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Not quite a spotty virgin
I recently heard this conversation between my friend and her new boyfriend in a pub.
Her: Shall we get this bus? We don't want to get back too late if we're going to (significant look) try again tonight.
Him: Er, I deflowered you last night darling. That's what all the blood was about.
Her: ..............Oh.
And I was only a week behind her! *Is proud*
( , Mon 30 Oct 2006, 2:09, Reply)
I recently heard this conversation between my friend and her new boyfriend in a pub.
Her: Shall we get this bus? We don't want to get back too late if we're going to (significant look) try again tonight.
Him: Er, I deflowered you last night darling. That's what all the blood was about.
Her: ..............Oh.
And I was only a week behind her! *Is proud*
( , Mon 30 Oct 2006, 2:09, Reply)
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