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The woman’s voice dripped with venom. “Exactly.” Another woman joined in. “She’s young and beautiful, I’ll give her that. But beauty fades. And Dante won’t stay interested for long.” I should have walked away. I should have turned around and left before I heard more. But my feet stayed planted. “She’s probably a virgin too,” the first woman said with a bitter laugh. “Men in our world love virgins for their egos, but they get bored so fast. Trust me, I know. My husband couldn’t wait to marry a ‘pure’ girl. Now he’s fucking his secretary while I’m at home with a vibrator.”

I swing my legs over the edge feet hitting the cool floor. And that is when I see it, a faint stain on the sheets, dark against the white. Not much, but unmistakable. Blood. Not from the bites, those were controlled, healed. This is different. Evidence of her virtue, spilled in our first joining. A confirmation of my suspicion. She was truly a virgin.

I was about to come and I would do it right there, at the breakfast table, while my mother discussed travel itineraries. I unconsciously bucked my hips taking more from his fingers. “Fuck!”. I yelled when the orgasm ripped through me, milking Randy's fingers. “Are you alright?”. Randy's father asked. “Novalie…?”. My mom looked curiously. Randy withdrew his fingers and sucked them one after the other. “Excuse me”, I gasped, pushing my chair back. “Thank you for breakfast”. Then I fled to my room. _________ Later that afternoon, I was bent over the back of the couch, the thin fabric of my skirt riding up her thighs while I read a book.

My thoughts were spinning fast as usual, and I was just about dipping a finger in my virgin cunt while pretending it was Jeremy doing those things to me, when my best friend's voice sounded through the hallway. “Teyan! Tell me you are getting ready for the final students partyyyy” “Shit. Carol is here. ” I panicked, quickly closing the fiction book and shoved it into my wardrobe. No one, not even Carol knew that I read erotic-dark romance novels. To them, I was always this nerdy saintful virgin who didn’t care about all that. Nerdy and virgin? Right. Saint? Hell no! The books were my delicious, filthy little secret. And I would have given my virginity away to Liam in english class if I wasn’

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he said, and I forced a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. While I poured the drink, my mind kept slipping back to the page I had just read. I loved these books, the dangerous dark romances. They made me feel things I didn’t know how to say out loud. I am twenty and still a virgin, yet I craved the things I saw in those pages. Books let me go places I was too afraid to go in real life. I slid the bottle back to the table and stepped away. Lina showed up just then, hair in a messy bun, rubbing her eyes like she’d been dragged from a bad dream. “You?” she asked, already grabbing a towel.

It was why Mom always told Celine and me, since we were kids, that we could date, but we had to protect our virtue before marriage. "Marriage is like a second chance at life," Mom would say earnestly. "Men would always claim that they don't mind, but in reality, every single one of them wants to marry a blushing virgin. It's why the two of you have to protect your virtue. Don't blame me for disowning you if you don't." I tried to convince Celine to come clean to Mom while we were on our way home from Jeffrey's house. I hadn't expected her to tell me that she was still a virgin because she slept with Jeffrey in a non-traditional way.

With one heavy, unrelenting thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. Victor screamed. It wasn't a sound of pleasure. It was the sound of something breaking. He stiffened, his fingers clawing at the wallpaper as a sharp, tearing pain radiated through his lower half. "What the fuck?" Mateo stopped, his muscles locking as he felt the resistance, the sudden warmth of blood slicking his thighs. He pulled back just enough to see. Victor was gasping, his face pale, eyes blown wide with shock. "You're... you're a virgin?" Mateo’s voice was barely a whisper, thick with a mix of horror and something much darker.

"I'm just like you. This is my first time in this way." Now Manuela was really confused. "But, jeez," she gushed. "You know all the right things to do to get me hot. And that dildo in your purse? Where did you learn it all if you're just a virgin and with other chicks as I am?" "I read about it.... a lot," Marika said. "You can get more out of books than just good grades, you know. Like shaving your pussy to make it more sensitive. Or that weird stuff I pulled on Jerry or here with you. It's all in books. If anybody ever did it, somebody wrote about it. You just have to know where to look."

She came back to the spot next to me, her hands over mine, "you can easily make a girl that has saved her virginity or swore to be celibate have sex. As females we just don't stand firm in the things we believe in once a good smooth talker enters our life and our hearts start misbehaving. We go with the feeling, we fall trap to the feeling. But guys? Guys are different. If he says he won't lose it, he won't. It will take the sky to collapse before he would." I'm not gonna lie, Rebecca is right. One thing I've hated is how as females it is in our nature to just get weak in the knees. We easily allow our hearts to destroy years of what our minds have built, but I won't allow myself to be like