You will, someday. You will meet a wonderful man and want him more than anything in the world. He won't care what you've done before, because he will ...ove you."We lay next to each other for a long time, cuddling. She seemed to be so happy that someone would want to hold her. I felt like crying, that some scumbag had done this to her. How could anyone mistreat a sweet young thing like this? It was a mystery to me. After a brief nap, we talked some more."Has your Mom been in to see you today?" I. They hurt me then and I didn't really enjoy it, like I did with you." She looked up at him. It didn't make any difference to her why she had felt and reacted as she had. She had liked the rough sex with him, with her John, and she knew she wanted it again and again and again. She answered his question as honestly as she could."How rough do I like it? If it is with you, as rough as you want. I, uh, well, I trust you," she ended simply. She didn't say she loved him, but that was what she meant to. I quickly pulled off my boxers just wrapped a towel around my waist. I figured the faster we got to it, the less awkward it would be.A low knock came from my front door, I took a deep breath and opened. To my surprise, the dude turned out to be this gogo dancer from a bar I frequent.Holy shit I thought to myself, this nigga who I had fantasized about time and again was standing here in my apartment."What's good yo," he started, "so you like what you see?"I couldn't even answer for fear that id. Here, read it for yourself!"I sat down on the sofa and read Jen's letter to Julie. It was certainly a lot more intimate than anything I'd ever commit to paper, and I was a little surprised that Jen could remember quite so much detail of our time together."Oh good, I thought she'd enjoyed herself; I know I had, and I really didn't want to leave her that afternoon! I was so worried that we'd overdone it, and that her tummy would be really painful after all those spasms from coming so much."I was.