by LonelyPilgrim on Mon Feb 28, 2005 5:27 am
Coming from a land where the people who believe 'premarital sex means an eternity in Hell' are the folks beside you in the checkout aisle at the store, and not some crazy wacko with a sign outside the Union... essentially meant that my upbringing vis a vis sex was pretty messed up.
When you grow up being taught that sex is this fantastic, earthshattering, spirtual, soul-reviving, tender, loving experience you are bound and determined to be horribly disappointed when you find out that a) you don't really know what you're doing, b) she's impatient, c) you're too damn nervous to enjoy it, and d) thanks to inexperiance it's over all too quickly. No souls revived, earth isn't shattered.
That said, I'm quite glad I'm not a virgin anymore, because once you get the hang of it, it's really very fun, an excellent way to relieve stress, and it's one of those skills you can enjoy improving. I will say that now, I don't have any desire to be in a relationship without sex... that's what friends are for, and I don't really feel up to deflowering anyone quite yet. So to all you virgins out there, I do respect you, but you're not for me, my apologies.
[hr]I sing of arms, and the man...
Man is free; yet we must not suppose that he is at liberty to do everything he pleases, for he becomes a slave the moment he allows his actions to be ruled by passion. --Giacomo Casanova