There was one boy before him, whom I gave up my virginity for (my earlier story). Unfortunately for me, it was little more then an embarrassing confus...ng, very short experience which left me wondering how there was an overpopulation of people in the world!I met Abhishek at a common friend’s birthday party. I had been feeling restless and angry, so I was glad for the company. He offered to walk me home after the party. We walked and talked for some time about inconsequential things, passing the. "They looked at each other and the older woman hissed, "how dare you!"I looked at her calmly, "careful or you will join them. Tell their father I will have my whores trained for his soldiers to use before they leave."I reached for the older girl Sofia and caught her wrist, "come."I pulled and she hesitated before looking back as I took her sister's hand and pulled her with us. I walked through the wide mall corridor and they finally pulled back and resisted. I turned to face them, "you are. "You're afraid you'll like it too much, right?" I nodded. I couldn't say it again. "You're afraid of enjoying how they treat you. You're afraid you want it... Need it... And that's why you are such a little fucking slut. Because you are going to be memorable, aren't you? They are going to talk about this for years." She licked my ear and I shuddered. "They're gonna tell their friends, and they'll tell theirs..." "Nooo..." "Soon enough, everyone will know. Everyone will know just what a nasty. Eyes that once were deep green and sparkling gazed back dull and faded. Skin once firm showed fine lines radiating from each corner, and dark shadows deepened the appearance of sadness that hovered over her now day by day. These were once eyes that he told her he could drown in. Eyes that would flash with every quick emotion she would feel. Laughter, love, anger, passion. But now they stared out dull and flat, much like her life, much like her soul, the colour and the luminosity washed away.