Here's my confession. I lost my virginity in the 2nd week of June 1958. It was in the back seat of my father's 1952 Morris Minor. Her name was Bessie, it was her first time too. It was quite forgettable because it was a small car. But we both enjoyed ourselves.
The second time I lost my virginity was in the 3rd week of June 1958. We were at Changi Beach having a walk after dinner. Her name was Joanne, we made love under the stars. It was beautiful. Except the part when an apparition of a Jap soldier appeared briefly. I had to tell him to fuck off and find his own ghost whore.