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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"Ladies and Gentleman, can I have your attention please..."You can picture the scene - a young (albeit 18 year old) lad wanting to finally seal the deal with his ladyfriend, with the only stumbling block being acquiring condoms. "No problem", thought I, as I was going to the pub with a mate the night before, so I would pop into the bogs, make sure I was alone and get some.
Unfortunately, I must've bought the previous round with change rather than a note, because when I arrived at the machine I realised I was a quid short. Slightly annoyed with myself, I reasoned that I could borrow a quid off my mate and have another go. Of course, it doesn't exactly take a rocket scientist to work out why you mate asks you for a quid giving his current 'social situation', so he says no and starts laughing. I can live with that.
What I can't live with is him telling the barman, who decided to start a bit of an appeal for me via the PA system usually reserved for the Saturday night quiz. You don't need it.
Never did get any in the end. Or a shag.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 15:37, Reply)
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