In high school “group dates” were just orgies.
birdgirl’s response is exactly why girls don’t tell their moms about shit like this.
I’m serious. We’d all just get a hotel room and hook up.
The hotel parties were every weekend for awhile. I don’t even want to go back there, but this post linked from valleywag reminded me of the time when our parents used to “encourage their daughters to delay serious relationships and go out in groups, figuring it would delay physical intimacy as well. They couldn’t have been, said Stepp in an interview earlier this year, more wrong.”
Major word. In talking to people about this post-high school, I’ve started to wonder if this sort of behavior was more predominant amongst catholic school kids…
I somehow fail to ‘get’ crazy sex tales from the bowels of the locker room.
Ever since Oprah discussed rainbow parties and inferred that my extensive lip gloss collection meant I was quite possibly a major bj ho, I’ve thought that each and every one of these stories was a pile of sensationalistic horse shit.
