Nate Dies Virgin

Where the Don Juan womanizer ... is a virgin ..

My pulse was racing, my hands were sweating, my throat closed. I wet my lips as I felt a buzzing in my ears. The eyes of that person were eyes fixed on me. I could tell my legs were starting to falter waiting for that person to speak. That person was one of the smartest people, according to me, and I was sure I would be understood.
"So ..." it was the word that broke the silence settled a couple of minutes ago. My stomach, somehow, was on the verge of going out of my mouth; or maybe it was my guts. I wet my lips again while nodding quietly, "So you're ...?" That person cleared the throat, I took a deep breath.
That person said those three words.
-You are gay.
"I ..." The statement was left in the air when I realized that it was not what I expected to be understood." No! "It came out too high pitched for my liking." Virgin. Me. I am. Virgin."

Such was the harsh reality, ladies and gentlemen. Virgin.

It's not bad ... except that everyone thinks I've slept with practically half the world.