Oh boy, blood is not a good sign…

So yesterday in my haze of excitement over the fact that I had finally heard from Peanut Butter I found myself cracking constant sexual jokes.  I could tell, as well as those around me, that I was so in one frame of mind the rest of the day.  It was like I had no control over what was spewing out of my mouth.

But the biggest news that I have is not even about me.  Yesterday evening as I was getting ready to settle down and watch some tv I got the weirdest text from my very good friend Honey.  The text basically said that there was blood everywhere.  I texted back “WHAT?”  And after a couple more texts back and forth I finally got what had happened out of her.  She was getting a massage from this very good looking guy and there was a lot of sexual tension in the room just like the last time she got a massage from him.  This time though they acted on the sexual tension and it didn’t end so great.  She had just finished her period and she was a “virgin.”  She had thought she popped her cherry a while ago and had nothing to worry about.  Even though she knew that she was very small and tight (which I think was the reason behind what happened) she thought that having sex wouldn’t be to much of an issue.  So they going at it and he is having trouble getting it in and so she tries it from the back.  Well he makes it in but then blood appears.  Not exactly the way you want your first sexual experience to go.  This of course is all happening in the massage room at the spa/salon that her (very religious/strict) mother works at.  Fortunately her mother has no idea what really happened.  Anyway I feel so bad for her and she is of course beating herself up right now and is pretty sure the guy is never going to want to have sex with her again. 

So to sum it up not only did her first sexual experience go badly, there was blood involved, no orgasm and lots of embarrassment.

~ by jwlrose on July 9, 2008.