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This isn’t a story of how ‘Ninoh
dis-virgined a girl rather how
‘Ninoh got dis-virgined. Long ago, okay not too long but
before I reshaped my life. I was
an introvert, I kept to myself
most of the time. My first
girlfriend wasn’t the girl I lost
my virginity to. Quite frankly, I cannot locate the girl whom I
lost my virginity to anymore,
shameful isn’t it? The only thing
my first girlfriend gave me in
abundance was kissing. I can remember the time when I
was ‘toasting’ her, I was
shaking like a fish out of water.
It wasn’t my fault, then I dint
have much exposure to women, I
had few interactions with women. I was in a boarding
school and our hostel wasn’t
mixed. I used to receive love
letters back then and I dint
know how to reply them. I just
dint know what to do with women. Thankfully, I didn’t spend much
time in the boarding school in
Ogun state then, I didn’t
partake in the bush smooching
or forest sex like my other
peers. I was too timid, finishing from school I decided I needed to
change. I wanted to be the ladies
man, at least to be comfortable
around them with the hope that
it would eventually help lead me
to lose my virginity. I thought losing my virginity
would have been sooner but I
had to wait till I was in higher
institution for my first sex. After
watching loads of porn, I
prepared myself. I surf online and self help dating sites, and boy!
They were much; they were all
offering virtually the same thing.
I read about Don Juan, read
almost all the articles on
sosauve.com. Those articles were purely based on interactions in
the western world, talking about
flowers and stuffs, things that
can’t work on this side of the
world. The manuals and instructions
couldn’t carry me far but they
helped me learn a thing or two
with women, they helped me
prepare. Pick-up lines have
always been useless, they spoke about ice breakers which would
have been ideal abroad. I read a
lot of these articles and the
most important part of the
exercise is trying them out. My
favorite part of the whole experience then was to look at
her, pay genuine compliment,
study her mood, look for the
easiest and most natural way of
breaking the ice, and have about
5 follow-up questions to get the conversation started. I wasn’t a party freak, I
couldn’t get any headway then,
but in school, I tried it out on a
certain fancy chic in my class. It
worked. She became my first and
only friend in school for about a year then I started having other
friends. Chatting up girls in buses was
also one of my favorite past
time. I mastered that act like it
was going out of business. I
exchanged contacts with about
30 girls, and all brewed from conversations with them in our
public transports. One of them
stood different. I can remember I
was going to Yaba, and there
was this girl beside me, kind of
skinny, average boobs and ass. She was seated beside me, her
mood was good, I started the
conversation with good
afternoon which she replied to
gladly and we continued to talk
till she got down at Palmgrove or so. We exchanged numbers, I
was using a Nokia 2100 then. Boy! Those were the days. However, there was one terrible
flaw with this chic, not sure if it
was a flaw or if she was just
trying to keep up. Her English
was terrible, when I noticed I
tried to switch to Pidgin English but she would switch back to
proper English. Her English was so
terrible that listening to it
almost gave me headache.
However she later turned out to
be the chic who took away my virginity. After the bus incident, I didn’t
call her for about 2 weeks and
when I called, she was happy to
hear from me regardless. I
invited her over and without
hesitation she said okay, which was strange, I was hoping she
would deny my request. When she came, we chatted a
bit, my student room was made
in such a way that, you’d be
bored and sex might just come
up, No TV, just books which I dint
read, there were there for decoration.

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This isn’t a story of how ‘Ninoh
dis-virgined a girl rather how
‘Ninoh got dis-virgined. Long ago, okay not too long but
before I reshaped my life. I was
an introvert, I kept to myself
most of the time. My first
girlfriend wasn’t the girl I lost
my virginity to. Quite frankly, I cannot locate the girl whom I
lost my virginity to anymore,
shameful isn’t it? The only thing
my first girlfriend gave me in
abundance was kissing. I can remember the time when I
was ‘toasting’ her, I was
shaking like a fish out of water.
It wasn’t my fault, then I dint
have much exposure to women, I
had few interactions with women. I was in a boarding
school and our hostel wasn’t
mixed. I used to receive love
letters back then and I dint
know how to reply them. I just
dint know what to do with women. Thankfully, I didn’t spend much
time in the boarding school in
Ogun state then, I didn’t
partake in the bush smooching
or forest sex like my other
peers. I was too timid, finishing from school I decided I needed to
change. I wanted to be the ladies
man, at least to be comfortable
around them with the hope that
it would eventually help lead me
to lose my virginity. I thought losing my virginity
would have been sooner but I
had to wait till I was in higher
institution for my first sex. After
watching loads of porn, I
prepared myself. I surf online and self help dating sites, and boy!
They were much; they were all
offering virtually the same thing.
I read about Don Juan, read
almost all the articles on
sosauve.com. Those articles were purely based on interactions in
the western world, talking about
flowers and stuffs, things that
can’t work on this side of the
world. The manuals and instructions
couldn’t carry me far but they
helped me learn a thing or two
with women, they helped me
prepare. Pick-up lines have
always been useless, they spoke about ice breakers which would
have been ideal abroad. I read a
lot of these articles and the
most important part of the
exercise is trying them out. My
favorite part of the whole experience then was to look at
her, pay genuine compliment,
study her mood, look for the
easiest and most natural way of
breaking the ice, and have about
5 follow-up questions to get the conversation started. I wasn’t a party freak, I
couldn’t get any headway then,
but in school, I tried it out on a
certain fancy chic in my class. It
worked. She became my first and
only friend in school for about a year then I started having other
friends. Chatting up girls in buses was
also one of my favorite past
time. I mastered that act like it
was going out of business. I
exchanged contacts with about
30 girls, and all brewed from conversations with them in our
public transports. One of them
stood different. I can remember I
was going to Yaba, and there
was this girl beside me, kind of
skinny, average boobs and ass. She was seated beside me, her
mood was good, I started the
conversation with good
afternoon which she replied to
gladly and we continued to talk
till she got down at Palmgrove or so. We exchanged numbers, I
was using a Nokia 2100 then. Boy! Those were the days. However, there was one terrible
flaw with this chic, not sure if it
was a flaw or if she was just
trying to keep up. Her English
was terrible, when I noticed I
tried to switch to Pidgin English but she would switch back to
proper English. Her English was so
terrible that listening to it
almost gave me headache.
However she later turned out to
be the chic who took away my virginity. After the bus incident, I didn’t
call her for about 2 weeks and
when I called, she was happy to
hear from me regardless. I
invited her over and without
hesitation she said okay, which was strange, I was hoping she
would deny my request. When she came, we chatted a
bit, my student room was made
in such a way that, you’d be
bored and sex might just come
up, No TV, just books which I dint
read, there were there for decoration.

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.
This isn’t a story of how ‘Ninoh
dis-virgined a girl rather how
‘Ninoh got dis-virgined. Long ago, okay not too long but
before I reshaped my life. I was
an introvert, I kept to myself
most of the time. My first
girlfriend wasn’t the girl I lost
my virginity to. Quite frankly, I cannot locate the girl whom I
lost my virginity to anymore,
shameful isn’t it? The only thing
my first girlfriend gave me in
abundance was kissing. I can remember the time when I
was ‘toasting’ her, I was
shaking like a fish out of water.
It wasn’t my fault, then I dint
have much exposure to women, I
had few interactions with women. I was in a boarding
school and our hostel wasn’t
mixed. I used to receive love
letters back then and I dint
know how to reply them. I just
dint know what to do with women. Thankfully, I didn’t spend much
time in the boarding school in
Ogun state then, I didn’t
partake in the bush smooching
or forest sex like my other
peers. I was too timid, finishing from school I decided I needed to
change. I wanted to be the ladies
man, at least to be comfortable
around them with the hope that
it would eventually help lead me
to lose my virginity. I thought losing my virginity
would have been sooner but I
had to wait till I was in higher
institution for my first sex. After
watching loads of porn, I
prepared myself. I surf online and self help dating sites, and boy!
They were much; they were all
offering virtually the same thing.
I read about Don Juan, read
almost all the articles on
sosauve.com. Those articles were purely based on interactions in
the western world, talking about
flowers and stuffs, things that
can’t work on this side of the
world. The manuals and instructions
couldn’t carry me far but they
helped me learn a thing or two
with women, they helped me
prepare. Pick-up lines have
always been useless, they spoke about ice breakers which would
have been ideal abroad. I read a
lot of these articles and the
most important part of the
exercise is trying them out. My
favorite part of the whole experience then was to look at
her, pay genuine compliment,
study her mood, look for the
easiest and most natural way of
breaking the ice, and have about
5 follow-up questions to get the conversation started. I wasn’t a party freak, I
couldn’t get any headway then,
but in school, I tried it out on a
certain fancy chic in my class. It
worked. She became my first and
only friend in school for about a year then I started having other
friends. Chatting up girls in buses was
also one of my favorite past
time. I mastered that act like it
was going out of business. I
exchanged contacts with about
30 girls, and all brewed from conversations with them in our
public transports. One of them
stood different. I can remember I
was going to Yaba, and there
was this girl beside me, kind of
skinny, average boobs and ass. She was seated beside me, her
mood was good, I started the
conversation with good
afternoon which she replied to
gladly and we continued to talk
till she got down at Palmgrove or so. We exchanged numbers, I
was using a Nokia 2100 then. Boy! Those were the days. However, there was one terrible
flaw with this chic, not sure if it
was a flaw or if she was just
trying to keep up. Her English
was terrible, when I noticed I
tried to switch to Pidgin English but she would switch back to
proper English. Her English was so
terrible that listening to it
almost gave me headache.
However she later turned out to
be the chic who took away my virginity. After the bus incident, I didn’t
call her for about 2 weeks and
when I called, she was happy to
hear from me regardless. I
invited her over and without
hesitation she said okay, which was strange, I was hoping she
would deny my request. When she came, we chatted a
bit, my student room was made
in such a way that, you’d be
bored and sex might just come
up, No TV, just books which I dint
read, there were there for decoration.

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