Losing Your VirginityLet's explode some myths here. Personally, I ended up severely bruised from, erm, over exertion and was so embarrassed I hid for days. I really fancied her too.
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chthonic, Thu 3 Mar 2005, 8:37)
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It's Malcolm!In a rigidly run hall of residence at Uni. Nobody in your room after 10pm. Regularly played poker and did other stuff into the small hours. Always vigilant for Malcolm the caretaker who did his rounds every hour on the hour. Miserable twat. Probably dead from misery now. I was just glad to have a girl in my room who seemed to like John Lee Hooker. Bam! She rolled me! Rutted all night except on the hour when we had to stop shagging for fear of alerting Malcolm. Didn't last long as she didn't actually like John Lee Hooker after all! Miserable twat!
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Pfffwwttt... I told you so., Sat 5 Mar 2005, 11:46,
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