I went to London with my class recently. We are from Norway, so it was a big thing for us. My best friends name is Simen, a popular norwegian name. What's weird about it, is that it is pronounced like ''semen''. So we were in Denmark street and I looked at the time and we were late for class meeting in Oxford street. Simen however didn't give a shit. So I stormed to a lobby of... Read More »
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In March of 2011, I went on a service trip to San Francisco over spring break with a group through my university (Utah. Go UTES). All of the volunteering was centered around HIV/AIDS awareness in the LGBT community. Anyway, we stayed in a cool ass hostel right on the water in an old army base or something. The first night there a good buddy that went and I were in the common area playing chess and spotted a sexy girl. She and I caught each other looking a bit but that was it. We did volunteer work early the next morning, got back to the hostel, and since it was March Madness time and the place had a theater room, we watched basketball all day. As luck would have it, the girl wandered down looking for a place to plug her phone in. We started chatting and it turned out she was from San Diego and was visiting/partying with friends that went to Cal. That night, we ran into each other again and got into flirting pretty bad. Outside smoking, we got to kissing and I couldn't help but suggest we take it to the public showers, which I had ironically earlier pictured as an awesome place to have sex. She was skeptical (see: "skeptical") but we looked through all of the bathrooms just in case (it was like 1:00 am). One turned out to be at the end of a dark hall and had a huge open shower in it, so we had sex in it. Afterwards we talked for a while (she had to leave for the airport at 7:00 am and I was supposed to be up at 9 for volunteer work). She decided to head to her room, and I offered to join her. Turned out her room was a huge, packed, 20-person room consisting of 10 bunk beds. We started to fall asleep but happened to get turned on again and decided to have some (kinda) quiet sex, which was only interrupted a couple times by people around us coming and going or the guy on the bunk above us rustling around. She left a few hours later and I went on to do service at an HIV Resource Organization where we helped make a bunch of condom packets and talked at length about the dangers of unprotected sex. Whoops! Worth it.
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