Virginity And Its Upgrades

I often wonder that instead of aliens coming to earth, abducting people, probing them and then letting them go, I think they really come to earth, track down every female baby and insert a timer in them that alerts them when it's time for them to go out into the world and find some forgettable idiot to give their flower to when they are in the ages of 12 - 18. After that, hmmmm well apparently you are considered spoiled goods, only good to eat on a dare or someone wants their ego stroked that they "had that first".
When did being a virgin become a phenomenon? During outings with friends, old or new, whenever they find out a person is a virgin, the reactions are all different but when boiled down, unease is usually the dominant emotion displayed in the group. Like the person is going to throw their 'newness' on them and brand them as old news.
And the guys, lets not forget the guys. For example, I decided to step out my comfort zone once upon a time and went to one of those clubs people were always raving about with some friends. Into the chill out, the talk of sex came up and that is when I found out that apparently you are aren't cool until you've slept with a guy and forget the reason you did, except that he was cute, 'giggle giggle'. So when they all turned to me because I didn't input anything to the humorously stupid conversation, I told them I'm was a virgin, straight out, didn't really think it was such a big deal anyway at the time. I mean I was 16 for crying out loud, I couldn't even take a walk down the street before some nosey person steps out their house to take notes on where I was going, who I was going to meet and what color was my urine was that morning. Imagine if I had a boyfriend, wouldn't have lasted a day.
So after I let out that little fact, I distinctly remember all conversations in the club coming to halt. When I said what I said, it came out loud because the music was changing. It was like all the guys had super hearing and was just tuning in to scope out some chick to bang later on. I say this because the place was a sausage fest. Clubs are the most disgusting places to spend your Friday night people. When you look around all there is are 85% men, 5% women and 10% unknowns. So my admission opened up the flood gates, free drinks, hot breath on my neck on trips to the wash room, having to explain the revelation behind a girl saying the word no and how it makes no sense to ask why after she told you no.
That was just one example, I am sure there are more out there.
But what I am trying to glean form this little therapeutic rant is that, it's my body, my choice, who gave you the right to tell me I'm selfish or think that I believe I am better then you because I think giving away the goods to every Tom, Dick and Harry who calls you pretty when you are an age where your hormones are at a high, you think the world is against you and just figuring out the dynamics of a stayfree?
When you make love to someone for the first time, it's not suppose to be a blank spot in your memory because you couldn't remember, bring you heart break because you thought he was the one and he gave you the clap, feel ashamed because Shelly did and you just wanted to fit in or just because. Make it a memory you will cherish if it didn't work out with the guy but at least it was amazing and so that when you have the 'talk' with your own daughter in the future it doesn't sound like an obligation or a threat to their very survival.