How I Lost My Virginity

We had talked about it for a while, planned my disvirginization - as he called it. I was a little bit nervous, as you can imagine. I had no experience whatsoever, and he, on the other hand, well, he was a pro. He had done it so many times, with so many partners, and in so many ways, I guess. I was not even experienced enough to be called a novice.

In preparation, he instructed that I light the bathroom with scented candles, take a bath with lavender oils, and pamper my body with a good cream.  He promised to guide me patiently and very gently, saying that though it may hurt, he will be sure that it's coupled with pleasure.

I feared. I doubted. I worried. What is this hurt coupled with pleasure thing?  And so, on that fateful day, we began our disvirginization.  We had a bit of difficulty at first, stemming from miscommunication and lack of knowledge on my part.

"I think you're in now," I told him, apprehension and shyness loud in my tone.

....And that was the first message I typed on the Blackberry Messenger.  The one that took my Blackberry Messenger virginity, he knows himself. And I'm thankful to him for a pleasure-filled ride.  Contrary to what he said, there was no pain --- whatsoever.  Just a bit of mistyped pin.  I'm not a pro yet. Any day now.