Are you a virgin, too?ORIGINAL: Zap
when I woke the next morning I knew what I did the night before never was embarrassed by my previous nights activities.
I'm 54
I'm envious. I have such fond memories of things like waking up in the morning (actually closer to noon) with an unidentified lump under my bedsheet and having to lift the corner (gingerly, of course) to identify what it was and see if I could figure out how it got there.
The worst was the one that caused me to reflect on whether it was animal, vegetable, or mineral. "Female" didn't even figure into the equation at that point.






