Hmmm, that’s where our similarities end, Freak. At fifty years old I’m anything but a virgin. Other than that though, I can emphasize.
Oh yeah, the other difference is that I’ve learned to enjoy the attention. Perhaps you should too.
Eve,
Next time you tell your story make it the '92 Olympics. It’s difficult to speak with credibility about sex when you’re that old. 
I read more into this than do most of you.
FF is at his place, drinking beer and watching TV with a woman from the office. Now even if it was set up as the most innocent of evenings, the circumstances are anything but innocent. I’m willing to bet that she’s been passing hints all evening, he’s been oblivious to them, and she upped the ante with some crude and direct remarks.
The woman went to his house voluntarily, wanted to get laid, and when that didn’t happen chose to have a different kind of fun with him.
If his side of the story is as told, I’d sit her down and explain that she’s “fine to pal around with but not my type”. That’ll cool her jets.
SouthernStyle
Is it just me or does it seem like Elucidator was answering as FreakFreely.
Yet, Elucidator had not posted anything yet. The rest of the statement also seems to fit with a response from Freak.
Fess up. Are you both Elucidator and Freak.
Viper
Wow, I honestly never thought of that, SouthernStyle. And I always thought I was a pretty good judge of character. But the problem is, even if I do set her straight that doesn’t take care of it. Because now my other friends are doing it too. Even my male friends. It’s become a running-joke, like a nick-name.
SouthernStyle sez:
Eve, darlin’, don’t you believe a word of that “too old” nonsense. I hereby invite you to my bung-studded pinealow for tea and strumpets. It will be a good time.
I used to be the way, completely. Even if a girl came right out and said “let’s fuck” I could do little but stutter and look like an idiot. I lost out on a lot of action because I was WAY to nervous to take any advantage of it. Women like confidence, but nothing kills confidence like virginity. Everything changes (or atleast it did in my case) when you get laid for the first time. I’m gonna let you in on a little secret no one else seems to want to reveal:
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Sex is not that big of a deal. Really.
I mean, it’s fun, and all, but if you’ve never had it, you make it out to be much more than it is. As noted by Natasha Leone in American Pie. “It’s just sex.” I laugh at how nervous it used to make me.
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Viper! Good lord, was wondering where on God’s green earth you went. Glad to see you back, sir.
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As for FreakFreely…I know ignoring them is hard. My emotions show on my face too. But trust me, it’s the only way they’ll stop.
Hmmmm, good point…
Okay, I confess. Elucidator is my Dad. I moved back in here recently so I could save up to move to Sweden. So now we share the same computer, two different user names. Aside from occasionally answering my posts, he usually hangs out in the Great Debates board. Whereas I tend to prefer MPSIMS (usually when I’m on the internet I’m not really trying to use my brain. In fact that’s what I’m trying to get away from). So every time I post I have to check to make sure I’m FreakFreely (the last name of a character in my novel, <plug, plug>), because my dad has made a point of telling me he doesn’t want to be made-out to look like “some idiot-HNG”. Ain’t he sweet? So, I’m dropping little posts here and there when a friend calls. I go back to my room and talk for a while then come back out to see if there’s any more replies. I wrote my reply, and posted it. Without realizing that my dad had just posted something while I was in my room. Then I see the name next to the thread, and mutter something akin to “D’OH!”. So I try to cover it up (I know his password, it’s the same one he uses for everything) But there was really no way to do it, for obvious reasons. You could have just ignored it, but noooooooooo. Now I’m gonna hafta hear about this from my dad. At the very least he’ll give me a stern eye-rollling. And I could’ve got away with it if it weren’t for you. Feh.
Sorry picking out people posting under different names used to be a kind of a game round these parts.
Falcon, I have been a little bit of everywhere. So what’s up? Good to see you again.
Jeffery
Although I’ll admit it did occur to me to make up two fake handles and have them battle eachother out in the BBQ pit. All for the spectator’s entertainment of course.
Now, as far as the OP goes: I guess I should say that I do actually enjoy their attention somewhat. It’s a helluva lot better than being ignored. So I’m not really looking for a way to make them stop. I’m more interested in learning to deal with it while having a sense of humor about it. I mean, I hardly even have contact with that girl anymore. But it’s spread to all of my friends now. They constantly make jokes of that kind and to be honest some of them are actuallly pretty funny. I just wish I weren’t so embaressed by it.
That which doth not kill us makes us stronger. And if a night of wild sex does not kill you, then you did not work hard enough.
I have a friend that used to get teased and harrassed like this. In junior high the cheerleaders would chase him around saying they were going to kiss him and then when the caught him they would tackle him and kiss him. Then this continued into high school and some even into his adult life (ladies at work). For the longest time I could not figure it out. I told him that if he would stop reacting as he did then they would stop. Then one day he told me he did not want them to stop.
He was being chased around by the prettiest girls in school and he was not a jock or a ladies man. He had what most of us only dreamed of.
So, then maybe you should pretend not to like and but on the inside enjoy it. Then tell your guy friends that you are doing this on purpose and let them see who is getting the most attention from these women.
Viper
Ignoring doesn’t always work, because there are some things that you just can’t ignore.
The best thing you can do is go along with it. When they laugh, you laugh. When they make a joke at your expense, you make a better one. When they realize their jabs aren’t getting to you anymore, they’ll move on to a different game.
“So I’m hanging out with this woman, we’re drinking beers and watching a movie.”
Well, then just don’t hang out with her no more.
Uh, I don’t think you were paying attention handy…
Does he ever??? 
Hmmm, I dunno. I wasn’t paying attention.
jayron 32:*Sex is not that big of a deal. Really.
I mean, it’s fun, and all, but if you’ve never had it, you make it out to be much more than it is. As noted by Natasha Leone in American Pie. “It’s just sex.”*
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There is sex and then there is SEX!!! People who have good sex consistently know what I mean. That’s the type of sex which keeps couples of 80 and 90 years old still plugging away.
What I want to know is, (A) Freak attached to another girl, (B) of limited experience, © the aggressive woman just butt ugly?
For myself, especially after some beers, if the woman is known to me and halfway attractive, it doesn’t take much prodding to get me in the sack. Plus, I love sexually aggressive ladies! I find them flattering! So, I’m not quite sure I have the whole picture here. Now, I have had situations where I’ve refused sex because of not feeling well, the woman did not appeal to me at all, fear of disease, no condoms, or the woman was married to or seeing a friend. (I make it a point not to mess with friends girls even if the girls offer!)
So, I’m not sure why Freak refused the offer. Just cold feet? If so, how old is Freak?