Toked and lost virginity Monday

[cannabis=freedom]

K, I know for Americans Thanksgiving is in November, but for us Canadians it's the second Monday of October. Anyway, my aunt and uncle and cousins have this foreign exchange student living with them, a 17-year-old from Finland. I'm barely 16. I drove with their family from Vancouver where I live to Powell River to have Thanksgiving dinner at my Grandma's. So, I talked a lot with the Finnish girl on the drive, and we got along really well. We had this amazing Thanksgiving dinner at Grandma's and then all the teenagers slept in the basement. I wasn't tired at all, but everyone else was except the Finnish girl, and they all fell asleep pretty quick. So, I get up to get some water and she comes with me. We go upstairs, have some water, decide not to go back in the basement 'cause we both got stuck with the lousy sleeping spots.

We talked a lot in the living room and then I remembered that the couch folds out into a bed, so we folded it out and lay down on it. She mentioned that she wished we had some weed, and I mentioned that I had a joint in my bag. So we got it, and we snuck out of Grandma's house at 3 a.m. to smoke it down the street. We did, got stoned, and came back to the house and lay down on the fold-out bed in the living room. We were just talking and I was taken by a sudden impulse to kiss her, which I did. She didn't resist, and kissed me back. I rubbed her boobs and she didn't mind, and so on until we were both completely naked. There was a brief interruption when I grabbed the condom I carry on me at all times (it would be the worst thing ever if I had a chance to get laid, but missed out 'cause of no protection), and what happened for like fifteen minutes after that was the most beautiful and wonderful thing I've ever experienced in my life. After I came, we just lay on the bed and pigged out on her stash of chocolate 'cause we were both fucking starving lol. I should note that the living room where we made love shares a wall with my Grandma's bedroom. haha, good thing she takes her hearing aides out at night. We got dressed after that and she went back down to the basement while I slept on the bed.

That's the story of how I lost my virginity on Monday, a memory I will always treasure and cherish.

cannabis=freedom Reviewed by cannabis=freedom on 10-12-2006. Toked and lost virginity Monday K, I know for Americans Thanksgiving is in November, but for us Canadians it's the second Monday of October. Anyway, my aunt and uncle and cousins have this foreign exchange student living with them, a 17-year-old from Finland. I'm barely 16. I drove with their family from Vancouver where I live to Powell River to have Thanksgiving dinner at my Grandma's. So, I talked a lot with the Finnish girl on the drive, and we got along really well. We had this amazing Thanksgiving dinner at Grandma's and Rating: 5

[cannabis=freedom]

ok, someone respond, this was the highlight of my life so far. lol

[DopeBOYmagic]

I'll respond bro..haha good job man that sounds like a fucking dream to me I wish i had grandparents that brought over foreign exchange students holy shit thats some american pie shit props on it hopefully she was bangin hott not to mention you got to toke right before it!

[rajking86]

Congrats!

[LIP]

nice work

[benagain]

Ahh Good times! Congrats man, sounds like you had a blast :thumbsup:

[DylanN89]

haha yea..... fucking the foreign exchange students.... owww! lmfao... anyway :thumbsup:

[napolitana869]

hope youre next time is just as fun!

[Zoosh]

Oh man thats is an awesome virginaty losing story.

[justinsane]

my prediction is, every time you smoke weed, youll remember your midnight rendevous with the girl who loved you for one night, and then went back to her country.

years later, you will finally crack.

youll sell all your worldly possessions, get a dime bag, and hop a jet to Finland.

you'll find her in the Fin Fields, picking fins for the evening dinner. humming gracefully to herself.

you'll remember the joint in your bag. you stand alone and watch her as you smoke it. you cant wait to confront her to see if she remembers one thanksgiving in 06 where she took your heart and virginity. you smoke the joint... and see that theres a pie cooling on the windowsill... is it pumpkin? chocolate? upon futher inspection, youll discover none of the above. instead you find yourself gazing into the crust of a flawless pecan pie... oooh no, youve creamed your jeans johnny! you however make a mad dash for the pie, devour it and forget all about the finnish las. she approaches without you noticing, but oops! theres crumbs on your shirt, and your eyes are as red as they were back in October 06' she remembers you quickly, and without an exchange of words, presents a small child in front of her... its yours. without hesistation he picks up your roach and roasts it in his bong... yeah, definitly your kid.. anyway, back to brass tax, you marry her... make fin stew pretty much all the time.. and oh yeah... more pies.

the end.