“I can’t… I can’t… FUCK!” He shouted at the same moment that he came inside me, I guessed. I didn’t feel anything, but he retreated and then left to go clean up in the bathroom leaving me alone. I felt like I had been split between my thighs. I rolled off the bed and slipped my clothes back on. The end credits weren’t even rolling yet, but I was ready to go.

I wasn’t sure if he realized he’d just taken my virginity, but surely if he did, he knew he was being a dick right now. Or was he? Maybe he was giving me privacy so that I could clean up or cry or leave or all of the above. I wasn’t going to stick around to ask him. I frowned as I left his room, the asshole took my virginity and didn’t even buy me dinner first.

I wouldn’t be so stupid the next time a man flashed his cute smile my way.

Chapter Three

After I showered to wash away the shame, I called my old roommate, Stacy, and asked her to meet me at the gym. I had to tell someone what had happened, and I knew she would keep it to herself.

She was already waiting outside as I arrived and I hooked my arm in hers as I pulled her inside with me.

The gym was empty around the cardio equipment. Just mirrors and TVs to greet us. There were free weights on the other side of the mirrored walls, but no one ever used those. And if they were being used, you could usually tell by all the grunting and man noises.

“Thanks for meeting me,” I said as we made our way to the stair-climbers. I was still very sore from losing my V-card, but I was hoping that the self-induced burning in my legs would take my mind off of it.

“Sure thing, thanks for saving me from eating a whole pizza by myself,” she grinned as she stepped on the machine beside me.

“Anytime. So…” I sighed and shook my head. I started slow on the machine, wincing a little.

“So…” She waited for me to begin.

“I met this guy at the g—“ I stopped myself and looked around in case he was here. I looked back at Stacy, no sign of Kyle. “At the gym. God, he was so cute and funny.”

Stacy nodded as she listened, her eyes on me.

“And you know, I’ve been so hung up on you-know-who and so ashamed of my body that I didn’t date or anything. Well…” I let my words trail off as I watched Stacy’s eyes widen.

“You went on a date?!” She sounded so thrilled for me. I hated to have to burst her happy bubble, but this wasn’t what the meeting was about.