V I R G I N [ s h o r t s t o r y ]

c h a p t e r s e v e n

He sat there with a muscle shirt on and that necklace around his neck and he smirked at me with his bluely-green eyes sparkling. He was so unbelievable good-looking that I felt the heat already.

We had our food, we drank some red wine. I got a lot into this "giggling and always pulling down my head to look smaller"-thing that girls do to please a man. I knew that it worked when he took my hand when we walked out.

Yet I was still a virgin.