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Shelly grew up in a small town in Minnesota and at 18 was still a virgin. "I became 'just friends' with a funny, captivating guy who also happened to be a virgin," says Shelly, "We'd go to plays and movies, laugh and have fun."

"On the way home from a football game one night, I looked up to find that we were pulling into a cornfield. He told me he was changing our virgin status. I told him to knock it off and take me home, right then."

Tim begrudgingly complied, but Shelly was understandably still not thrilled. "It made him so furious and he drove like a maniac through all the dark, dirt farm roads. He swerved in and out of ditches, hitting trash cans and mailboxes. I guess you could hear us from a mile away, because by the time we got to my parents block, everyone -- including my mom -- was out on their porches trying to see what all the noise was about."

"We screeched into the driveway and I leapt out of the car. As I ran inside my house, everybody on the block heard him scream, "I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY! YOUR PRECIOUS HYMEN IS STILL INTACT!"

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