To The Virgins By Robert Herrick Novels & Stories

Clara said, “how do you want me to believe that you are a virgin?“ he asked, “I don't know oh” she replied, “which means my wife Is a virgin,” Richard said, and he smiled, “can I check It with hand If truly you are a virgin?“ Richard asked, “Why did you want to check If I am a virgin?“ Clara asked, “I have my reason for checking your virginity,” Richard said, “No I can not allow you to check it,” she said,

Shaking my head when I told them we made out a little. Wow, he almost took my virginity. Oh God. I shook my head. Stop it, Savannah I told myself. He does not love you. It was just heat of the moment. Just a couple of horny teens. We just hooked up, nothing more I thought. But in the back of my mind I wonder if it more. We have a lot of history. I was in my own thought. When Charlotte finally opened and said something to me. " Aww... look, she is blushing said Charlotte"

"Just chill. I'll take care of everything. I will be quick." And the man's above her drove slowly as if Jane endured the pain inside her. "Aaaaaah, Ughhhh... aaaaah," Jane muttered. "Jester, It hurts my... ouch!" she complained. Jester continued to get his girlfriend's virginity, while Jane continued to moan. They happily shared with each other that night. The man's joy could not be paid either when he found out that his girlfriend was still a virgin and that he was lucky to be ahead of the woman. After that, the two hugged each other and slept in the same bed.

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

I bet it’ll be fun,” Maxine said. “No, never. I can’t,” I said with a strong tone. “Yes, I’m open minded person and I’m not against into premarital sex yet it doesn’t mean I’m into it. I still want be pure to my future spouse,” I added. “That’s why you’re the only virgin in this room,” Maxine said. “As if I am, aren’t you? I rebutted her. “What do you think the reason why I was dumped in the convent— you idiot,”

I sucked in a sharp breath, but before I could react, she shoved me into the master bedroom and locked the door from the outside. Her icy voice drifted through the door. "I still have work to do. Stay here by yourself tonight." I searched through the entire bedroom and couldn't find a single piece of clothing. Even the bedsheets and curtains had been removed. At first, I thought being naked in the bedroom didn't matter. Until beams of reflected light suddenly flashed from the villa across the street. Several women were fighting over a telescope. "So he's Michael, the guy whose virginity's going up for auction. Thank goodness Rachel let us inspect the goods in advance. Makes it easier to bid

I turn to the others, searching their looks for an ounce of understanding. “Just that. Through my arrogance... through my stupidity... through my inability to communicate other than through violence and control... I failed to show him that love. » I turn back to Alaya, my tone hardening slightly. " It's true. I bought your virginity. » The word is dropped, raw, brutal. “That was what interested me. The fact that you're a virgin. Pure. Untouched. » I stare at her intently. “If you hadn't been a virgin, I never would have chosen you. Never. »

He trusted this woman who was standing in front of him with his life and just because he decided to keep something away from her for the meantime, she accused him of being promiscuous. "You're definitely not the woman I fell in love with. We are not even legally married yet and you're already showing me your true colours. You remind me of Rita right now and I'm starting to think that history is going to repeat itself again." Stanley said with a look of hurt, betrayal and disgust.

“ Mama, I've heard that lullaby before. What is it about?” Mama paused, and our eyes met in the mirror I held before me. There was something in her eyes, something sad. “ Where did you hear it?” “The other girls sing it whenever we go out to dance. When I asked, they said it was about a curse - the royal curse”. “The curse of the Blackthorn Manor…yes, you know the myth, right?”. I nodded; every blood moon, a virgin was sacrificed to keep the monster and the curse contained.

My mouth went o and my eyes grew bigger when he said those words at me I directly push him, cause I don’t want to do that horny things with him. I will give my virginity to a right person! To a right man for me !. I am a woman! And I should take care of it what ever happens. My virginity is the only precious gift that I will give to my future husband. I want to be the first to get it, to be my wife, I don’t want anyone else !. And I will not give it to anyone. No matter what else happens