Subscribe"Of course, writing and bike riding weren't the only things in my life. As time went by and my voice deepened, my libido began to kick in. I was eventually initiated into the musteries and pleasure of sex.
Today, one of my great regrets is that I cannot remember the name of he daughter of the neighborhood candy store proprietor with whom I lost my virginity. It's not that I didn't enjoy it or that I was grateful for the enchanting episode. It's just that she'll always remain a mystery woman from my past life, like the little red-headed girl in the Peanuts comic strip whoe memory has always haunted Charlie Brown. And if she's reading this now, here's a personal message to her: Please don't be embarrassed. I'm referring to the daughter of a different candy store owner."
-Excelsior!: The Amazing Life of Stan Lee, by Stan Lee and George Mair
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I saw other nerve.com posts like screwing yourself, mood killers, and bad erotica. Didn't see this. Sorry if it's a double.
posted by Smedleyman at 11:45 PM on March 4