Have you ever thought of what is going o in the head of a virgin? Her reasons for being what she is when the norms of the day give little or no regards to the chastity of a woman? Well maybe once or twice, but really what do you care. To you she is just dulling, she no JASI.
This post wants to let you into the not so clean mind of a lady who is still a virgin. Do you know that when you're told or you tell yourself to evade something, it ends up being all you can think about? That's exactly what comes to play in this situation.
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Today i woke up late and tired and still a virgin. I am glad to be a virgin i thought to myself as i headed for the toilet to rinse my face. I removed the flip flops at the bathroom door and walked inside, stopped right in front of the mirror , opened the basin tap and took a handful of water and splashed it on my face and another handful into my mouth, gurgled and spit it out. I sighed and rought my hand to my mouth and trying to get a whiff of my breath, whatever i said, its not like am going to be doing any kisssing today. What if i actualy do, i thought? would i lick his lips or would it be better to just bite it? i closed my eyes and i bent my head sideways imitating a kissing position,openig and closing mu lips slowly and occasionally thrusting my tongue out. I then opened my eyes to see my self in the mirror still fake kissing as i bent my head the oher way. Oh that doesnt seem good , i thought to myself , then i leaned the lower half o my face forward. "Now thats good" I stopped, staring at my neck and then i thought if i am being a good girl then how do ireward myself how about if i find yself in bed with a guy. what would it hurt to just wonder? I would take off my robe, i kept imagining as i took of my robe lstilll staring at my reflection in the mirror,seductively. glide towards him like this,swaying my hips, then climb on the bed and crawl up to meet him still keeping eye contact and i'll whisper, "hey handsome, how about we.......................................
Felicia! Felicia! Get down here and help me make breakfast", my mom screamed from below. "Be right there",i screamed in reply. Oh well, i said as i walked briskly out of the bathroom to my close to clothe myself.
Meg, you kill me with laughter. A realistic story indeed...
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