I went to an all boys school, the type Dickens would have recognised. During
my last year there we went on a ski holiday to southern Spain. On the first
night I met Jen, we got drunk, kissed a lot and got caught by our teachers
(she was with a party from an all girls school). The week went on in much
the same vein until the 2nd last night. We had a party in her dorm, about 15
of us. After the beer had been drunk we decided to turn out the lights and
tell ghost stories. Jen and I were on a sofa in the corner. We started
kissing and then one thing definitly lead to another and we lost our
virginities together. I could not find a way in at first. She found it
uncomfortable and te fact that we were surrouded by our freinds (who later
admitted they knew damn well what was going on) did not help the moment. We
both came together inspite of all our setbacks. Romantic it was not.
Memorable definitly. I said goodbyr to her the next day. I have not seen her
since, sometimes I wish I could.