This is probably also the weirdest way to lose your virginity.Its Wednesday evening, I just had a really nice seafood dinner with my roomy Shay, and r...ght after that she left for the weekend, because we had a long weekend. I stayed here though, I had a few exams coming up soon.After she left I watched the last few episodes of Money Heist season 2, argued with myself what a great show it is (watch it, it’s good, I promise) and went to bed because I was really tired.(Sorry for the wait, shits. I got her out of there into my car and drove her home. She cried all the way. Weeping about how she gave him her heart and he shit all over her. When we got home I had to carry her in, crying the whole time, and set her down on the couch. Over the next 45 minutes she talked, I listened, she cried, I held, I even had to take her to the bathroom a couple of times. She even managed to beg one more drink out of me threatening to go “crazy” if I didn’t give it to her.About 12:30 she asked me to help. Vee had made macaroni cheese; another good stodgy (and cheap) student-filler. It was very tasty, and the Mateus washed it down well.Vee's room-mate Bryony ate with us; she was a nice enough girl, but hadn't really settled into University life. We then sat in the sitting room and chatted some more over a cup of tea, until Bryony went off to have a bath.Vee and Sian came and sat on the sofa beside me."Jon, are you quite sure you're okay after the weekend?"I assured them that I was now fine, but. The day came. He was in my state, a short drive away from me. After work, I drove to his hotel. I was wearing my 'never fails' little black spaghetti-strap dress, with thigh-high stockings. We met in the lobby and his jaw almost hit the floor when he saw me. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife. We went to the bar for a drink and some flirting. One of the straps of my dress kept falling off my shoulder (I may or may not have helped it a little). I could tell he was getting anxious to.