Chapter 1620 A Little Help From Her Son:>2

Given these obvious advantages, one would be astonished to learn that, at eighteen years old, Kevin Hartman was still very much a virgin.
"Ah, whatever," he mumbled, reaching for a tub of lubricant that he always kept in the bottom drawer of his nightstand. "It's Friday night, goddammit..."
His poor track record with the opposite sex could be blamed on the boy's nearly total lack of social acumen. He was very shy, and quite awkward around almost everyone. In a typical, spiral-like fashion, he tended to avoid social situations if he could help it; which, in turn, made him even worse at handling them; which then resulted in him avoiding those situations even more; and so on.