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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Bible LoveBoth of us were nineteen, living with our respective parents during the summer after our first year of university. We had had heavy make-out sessions in his car for a month of so, but finally one night we found ourselves alone at his home, making out on his mother's plush pink couch. I was straddling him and could feel his hard on against my thigh. I wanted this to be the moment - I wanted him to be the "man" that I lost my virginity to. I even had condoms in my purse.
I whispered my idea to him, and he burst out crying. "It would be sinful to have sex," he sobbed. "Jesus forgive us!" Ah, he was a Christian nutter. Great. Jesus came in between me and sex.
He drove me home in silence. I dumped him a week later. Back at university I found myself a half-decent non-Christian man to do the duty.
(, Sat 28 Oct 2006, 14:16, Reply)
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