The “older” girl who took Prince Harry’s virginity in a area behind a busy pub has been revealed.
The id of Harry’s first romantic encounter had grow to be a sizzling matter after the royal mentioned his first time in his not too long ago launched memoir Spare.
Now Sasha Walpole, 40, who had intercourse with virgin Prince Harry behind a pub has spoken out for the primary time toThe Sun.
“I am the woman who took Harry’s virginity. It was literally wham-bam between two friends,” she advised the publication.
“The sex was passionate and sparky because we shouldn’t have been doing it. One thing just quickly led to another. We ended up on the floor.”
Sasha, a digger driver, admitted the booze-fuelled intercourse got here after the pair downed ten photographs of tequila, Baileys and sambuca on a summer time night time in July 2001, The Sun stories.
Harry, who at 38 is simply two years youthful, wrote in his ebook that he was aged 17 when he first had intercourse with an older lover.
The one-off encounter passed off in a meadow behind the automobile park of the historic Vine Tree Inn in Norton, Wiltshire, in July 2001.
At the time Harry was simply 16 — a yr youthful than his autobiography claims.
Harry and Sasha knew one another from when she labored as a secure woman at Highgrove, the nation retreat of King Charles, and beforehand loved journeys to polo matches collectively.
The pair had intercourse after leaving a celebration held on the pub to mark Sasha’s nineteenth birthday.
Afterwards Harry hid in a purple telephone field to keep away from being seen — earlier than Sasha’s pal Bryony drove a safety officer to him in her blue Ford Fiesta.
Sasha, now a married mum of two, stated: “We went outside and both climbed a three-bar fence to the field. We were quite drunk at this point.”
“I gave Harry a cigarette. I lit mine and then his.”
“We finished our cigarettes — Marlboro Lights — and it just happened. He started to kiss me.
“He was wearing boxers. There was no chatting, no words.
“It was exciting that it was happening. It was exciting that it was happening like the way it was. We were away for 15 minutes but the sex was about five minutes.”
In Spare Harry writes about his “tender penis” following a 200-mile North Pole expedition, including: “I’d been horrified to discover that my nether regions were frostnipped as well, and while the ears and cheeks were already healing, the todger wasn’t.”
Sasha stated: “In that case Harry must have had an above average problem with that, from what I can recollect.
“We didn’t set out to do it and it wasn’t premeditated. He was young. We had been purely friends and it was a little bit naughty, in the sense that it shouldn’t have been happening.
“I remember I was wearing black trousers from New Look with a fitted black top and black leather boots, and a wide multi-coloured belt with a pattern on the back.
“When I went back to the pub, I didn’t have my belt.
“It wasn’t Prince Harry to me. It was Harry, my friend — and something that got a little bit out of control. It just so happened that he was a prince.
“Afterwards I did grab his bum and gave him a slap. It was with one hand. He had a lovely peachy bum — but he was young.”
Sasha agreed to talk to The Sun on Sunday after being left shocked by Harry’s disclosures in his ebook Spare, which has thus far offered 3.2 million copies worldwide.
The Prince, who has backed an HIV consciousness marketing campaign, was paid a reported £17 million advance.
“No one warned me about the night being included in the book – and Harry, or his people, could have found me to tell me if they had wanted to do so,” she stated.
“I lead a peaceful life — I didn’t invite this.”
On the day of their liaison Harry had visited Thorpe Park in Surrey with buddies earlier than returning to the pub that night time.
Meanwhile, Sasha had accomplished a shift at a knicker manufacturing unit after her Highgrove contract had ended.
During the night, she advised him she was upset about splitting from her first correct boyfriend. But later that night time her ex turned up on the pub along with his new girlfriend.
“Harry was a friend and knew I was gutted and upset. So when the girlfriend rocked up, he knew how I was feeling,” she stated.
“He didn’t give me a hug — instead he brought me shots. He brought me some shots to kind of say, ‘Come on, let’s lift the mood’.
“I didn’t see him go to the bar but he came up to me and said, ‘Happy birthday — let’s do some drinks’ not long after this girl got there. There were about five each — a tequila, a Baileys, sambuca, a mixture — on a black bar tray.
“And we downed them between us. Shot by shot.”
After consoling his pal, at round 11pm Harry prompt the pair go exterior the Vine Tree — six miles from King Charles and Camilla’s Highgrove property — for a cigarette collectively.
The pair averted Harry’s safety element and walked by a beer backyard earlier than clambering over the fence into the sector the place they romped.
Harry’s minders had began on the lookout for him by the point their liaison had ended.
“It was pitch dark, about 11pm — but a warm evening,” Sasha stated.
“We sneaked out because Harry didn’t want his security team to see him smoking. Prince Charles was unhappy about his habit.
“William had been there earlier in the evening, but I think he’d gone before chucking-out time.
“It was a meadow with grass up to my ankles.”
“We could hear the people in the pub but the only way that somebody could have seen us really is if they put their headlights on in proper focus from the car park.
“At the time I didn’t know he was a virgin — I didn’t think about it then. There were no virgin vibes from him, he seemed to know what he was doing.
“I knew when thinking about it afterwards that he was a virgin.
“I hadn’t known him to have slept with anyone. And obviously, I’ve been hanging around with him for a few years. So yeah, I think I kind of knew, but at the time, I don’t think it was a thing.
“But we were both drunk. It wouldn’t have happened if we weren’t. It was just a moment of passion — spontaneous, wild, exciting. Obviously I must have fancied him on some level, as he was sparky and up for a laugh.
“Afterwards there was the realisation, ‘S**t. What are we doing? Or what have we done?’
“I don’t remember us kissing afterwards. It was just like, OK, where do we go from there?
“We said we had to go in separate directions back to the pub, which in hindsight was probably more obvious.
“I went back over the fence through the garden. A lot of people were outside, as it was kicking-out time by the time we’d finished.
“My friends saw me and started laughing. I didn’t have my belt and it’s obvious when you come back a bit dishevelled from a field.
“We had been gone about 15 minutes, and it was long enough for the security to start worrying where he was.”
“Everyone was coming out of the pub and Harry wasn’t there. My friend Bryony had ended up in her blue 1.1 Fiesta with one of the back-up security guards driving around on a Harry Hunt.
“They found him in a phone box down the road. I didn’t see him though. The next day my friend Bryony drove me back to the pub at lunchtime.
“I hopped back over the fence, and my belt was there.”
Following their romp Sasha by no means noticed or spoke to Harry once more.
“Harry and I never texted or rang each other after that. I didn’t mind. I wasn’t embarrassed,” she stated.
“Was I disappointed he didn’t ring? No. It was circumstances we weren’t going out, we didn’t need to ring each other.”
Sasha’s pal Bryony final week recalled the incident, saying: “I noticed that they had gone. The
officer jumped in my car. I knew he was only going to be around the corner.
“And I dropped him at the phone box. And Harry was in the phone box just outside the pub.
“So he jumped out, went to speak with Harry.”
“I swung the car around. And as I came back to the car park, Sasha come around and there was lots of people saying, ‘Where have you been?’”
“And she jumped in the car and I took her home.”
This article initially appeared on The Sun and was reproduced with permission.
Originally printed as ‘I’m the older girl who took Prince Harry’s virginity’
Source: www.dailytelegraph.com.au