Message for all tall, 21 year old Catz finalists

Dear all tall, 21 year old Catz students who have just finished finals,
I realise you are now likely to be under scrutiny. I’m not sure whether or not I should be apologising. On the one hand it must be annoying for people to be considering your personal affairs but at the same time, given how many offers I’ve had, if you fit the description you might well get some extra male attention, which you may benefit from.
The Virgin Student

Mr "First Kiss" Leaves a comment

The guy I kissed left a comment today. I think it's important enough to warrant it's own post. It read:

I’ve been thinking a lot since I met The Virgin Student and I’ve realised that I cannot go all the way with her now without it looking like I’m only doing it for the prestige that would come with winning this contest. I think not sleeping with her would be a more caring gesture than going through with it. That makes it impossible for our relationship to go any further. That may sound harsh, but that’s how I feel.

I really don't know what to do. I feel a little hurt that he chose to write that publicly rather than tell me privately first. I feel very disappointed because I liked him a lot and he made me feel special. I know the fact that he won't sleep with me is supposed to show that he cares but at the moment I feel too disappointed about the part that says our relationship can go nowhere to really appreciate the gesture.

Banner Ads

Some people have suggested that I put some banner adds on here and make some money from this site as a sideline. Having a little extra cash is always handy but I’m afraid the emphasis of my conquest may then turn into trying to maximise hits rather than to lose my virginity. What do you guys think?

Prediction: Marvin and D will be the first to respond.

*DATE* The Gift Bearer

I’ve just been for a late lunch with Mr. Generous, a long-haired post graduate with eyes that are really close together and heavily freckled cheeks. He wanted to talk about masturbation all of the time and he spoke really, really loudly. Given that we were in a small sandwich shop in the covered market, people could easily over hear. I kept trying to chance the subject but he always managed to steer but to the topic of masturbation. Eventually I was assertive and told him in no uncertain terms that I didn’t want to talk about “The beautiful art of self-pleasuring,” as he put it. He took this as an indication that I wanted him to stop talking about it loudly so started whispering instead and slipped me a Mark’s and Spencer’s bag (which presumably wasn’t the original packaging) under the table and when I looked inside it contained a present for me, a vibrator! I tried to refuse the present but Mr. Generous was determined I should have it! When I kept trying to give it back he got up, said farewell and left me sitting there, the proud owner of a brand new, Rampant Rabbit.

Current exclusion criteria:
-married men
-people who list more than 2 insecurities during any 5 minute period
-people who feel they need to take consecutive showers in order to be truly clean
-people who can’t judge the right and wrong moments to start a kiss
-women
-people who don’t reveal their gender before the date
-people who demand a decision too soon
-people who wear too much aftershave
-people I don’t find physically attractive
-people who charge for sex
-people who offer me money for sex
-people who sulk-hypocritical people
-people who don’t turn up
-people who I suspect to be undercover reporters
-really, really boring people
-people who want to convert me to their religion
-people who buy me inappropriate presents

I've been invited to an orgy

I received the following email:

Dear Virgin Student
I belong to an exclusive society who like to call ourselves the “Red Hats.” We meet once a month for, shall we say, some casual, sexual experimentation. Usually between eight and twelve of us (male and female, but you don’t have to touch the women if you don’t want to) attend. I can assure you that you wouldn’t be pressurised into doing anything you didn’t want to do but if it’s some no-strings-attached fun that you’re after, drop me a line on **** *******.

I think it might be a joke.