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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Driving and f**kingRemember how it was when you were learning to drive? Always looking in the mirror; sticking to the speed limit; misjudging the length and width when parking; mirroring, signalling and manouvreing out of habit?
It was dull enough, but you'd never have been able to do it drunk, or on drugs, or in a car you weren't really familiar with (something really fast and powerful that demanded a sure hand).
But then you get into the habit and you break all the rules while still staying safe. You understand that power is nothing without control, and that a gentle touch is better a fumble when you know what you're doing.
I passed my test when I was 21.
(, Wed 1 Nov 2006, 11:00, Reply)
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