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Teenagers And S*x – Season 1 – Episode 4

“My mum told me that anytime a guy sleeps with you, he takes back his missing rib from you and will have no need for you again.” She said to me, this time around, I was dumbfounded. I wanted to deny sleeping with Sandra but I couldn’t. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.
“Why do guys act like that?” she asked.
I blinked twice in quick succession like something just fell into my eyes. She was really sure I had slept with Sandra.
“Who told you I slept with Sandra?” I finally managed to ask her.
“It’s the gist in the network.” She said to me. By network, she meant the cycle of gossips going around the school. If I and Sandra had made the morning gossip network of the Girls secondary school, there was no way I was going to prove I didn’t do it. They believed in their gossips so much. But I managed to deny the accusation, not that I expected her to believe me, but for the record.
“I didn’t sleep with Sandra.” I told her. “And what your mum told you about guys is just another way of discouraging you from guys and sex.” I concluded.
“But she is right, look at you and Sandra now. . .”
Oh boy! This was a lost cause! I gave up.
“I will never let any boy treat me like that, I will keep myself to my husband and to my husband alone.” She proclaimed.
“You’re a virgin?” I blurted out. It was a stupid question to ask, after seeing all the signs.
“yes, of course. And I’m keeping myself to my future husband!” she proclaimed, with shoulders high, and a satisfactory smile. Then I said something stupid, more stupid than the previous question.
“Virginity is not dignity, dignity of a woman is in her heart, and not in-between her legs.” I said rudely to her. I was angry, angered by the way she was trying to slant other non-virgins, I wanted to burst her bubble. I should have let her carry on her shoulders high, I should have let her believe in what she believed in. She looked at me like she couldn’t believe her ears; like all she believed to be true had just been proven false by me.
“d..don’t you w.waant to.. to… to marry a ve..vee…virgin?” she stuttered as she asked.
“For what?” I shrugged my shoulders.
“I have better things to do on my honeymoon than nurse a wound from a virgin. I intend to enjoy my honeymoon, not nurse a wound from a virgin who had become sore.”I said and walked away from the lab, leaving her staring blankly on the desk.
When she met me the following day, she looked sober. After minutes of light talks, I asked what was bordering her. She chewed her pen for some minutes before opening up to me.
“I want to lose my virginity. . .”
________________________________ To b e continued. .

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