Summer of 78
I was fifteen, And my last day at school before my family moved over 200 miles back to Kent. So I had arranged to skive and spend the day with a girl I knew at her house in Ramsbottom. Waiting at a bus stop going in the wrong direction. I was seen by my art teacher driving by in his beetle, He waved, and I considered whether if I should go to school or risk having the day off. He knew it was my last day and didn't say anything, for that I thank him. I'm glad I did and had a wonderful day. That was the last day I ever saw her. We spoke on the phone a couple of times. but never met again. it was just too far to travel. I spoke to her mother many years later and found out she was married with a child. I often think of Lesley and that day.

If I'm ever asked where I lost my virginity.
My answer is.

It was in Ramsbottom, the place of course!
(Pill Popper Thank you Sasha Shulgin, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 13:14, 2 replies)

My word...
That is a funny story
(Fuckarma was masturbating into your handbag, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 13:42, closed)

Genius
"If I'm ever asked where I lost my virginity. It was in Ramsbottom, the place of course!"

I predict a career involving the end of piers, and performing.
( I have run out of coke is a little sweaty, Thu 5 Feb 2009, 13:43, closed)