Finally Born - Part ll

As I rub my painfully sore body with soap, I wince in pain. My body is covered with purple blotches, particularly on my chest. He must have paid special attention to my bosoms. I feel a rush of heat to my face simply thinking about someone putting their lips and tongue on my breasts. I don't even remember how that might have felt. And that thought alone is enough to dampen my spirits. I wanted my first time to be special, with my moon-blessed. I wished to feel his lips against mine, how his hand would roam around my body, how he would whisper sweet nothings in my ear while he would make love to me. I wished to feel everything. But here I was, rubbing the scent of some male off my body, wondering how it must have felt. I gave myself over to a male whom I might never see again in order to simply quench the flame of some filthy desire. It would be preferable though. It would be better if I never saw that male again. And I'm glad I was drunk enough to not even remember his face.

Nausea, a