Unintentional Virgin Read Free

sixteen-year-old skinny hot?”
    Eva nodded and grabbed a handful of chips. 
    “Anyway, we dated for about four months, so of course we fooled around a little, but one day his parents went out for the evening, so we were at his house alone—condoms purchased and everything. We were making out all hot and heavy on the couch. My shirt was off. Kevin was down to his boxers and standing at attention, if you get what I mean…”
    Eva rolled her eyes and gestured impatiently, telling her to continue. 
    “I pulled down his boxers, and just as he was about to roll on the condom the door burst open, and his parents walked through the door. Talk about mortified. They just stood there and stared at us for like a minute, and then the mother started yelling, calling me a harlot and to get the hell out of their house. Needless to say, I walked out with my shirt inside out and embarrassed beyond belief. Kevin broke up with me the next day.”
    Eva chuckled. “What a jerk! And who the hell says harlot these days?” 
    “I forgot to mention that his father was our pastor.”
    Covering her mouth, Eva cackled. “You’re kidding. Please tell me you’re joking.”
    “Nope,” Karma said with a giggle. She couldn’t help it. In hindsight it was pretty funny. 
    “Then there was Dylan Green when I was seventeen. It turns out he wasn’t into girls and was just using me so no one would know. My father kept trying to warn me, but I thought he was out of his mind.” 
    Karma paused. Eric Anders—thinking about him still pissed her off.  “I was completely crazy about this jerk, Eric,” Karma said with a faraway look in her eyes. “We were supposed to go to senior prom together. I was certain I was going to lose my virginity that night. I even bought a matching bra and panties, the whole nine yards. Well, he was a real ass; he never even showed up. Later, I found out he took Becky King, one of the cheerleaders, instead. The jackass didn’t even have the decency to call me. My father was so pissed, as you can imagine. He’d spent weeks shopping for the perfect gown.”
    “Well, that blows.” Eva placed her soda can down on a coaster. 
    “There were others, but you get the gist. Pathetic.”
    “We need to fix this,” said Eva, her voice thoughtful.
    “Tell me something I don’t know.” Karma took a swig from the can. 
    Eva sat up. “Go shower and shave your legs, woman. Tonight you are cashing in your V card,” she said firmly. 
    Karma gave her a look. “Yeah, right, Eva. Come on, stop playing around. I think I’m meant to be a nun, but I’m not even Catholic, so I guess not.” She paused.  “I guess I could convert? Or is it too late for that?” 
    “Karma, I’m serious. We’re going into the city tonight. Wear something hot.”
    Kicking her feet off the coffee table, she set down her drink and rose to her feet. “Fine, but I’m telling you it’s not going to work.”
    “Oh, it will work. Now hurry up. I’m going to run home and change. Remember, club clothes.” 
    “Yeah, yeah.” Karma said good-bye then made her way up the stairs to shower. She shaved and lightly sprayed on a woodsy perfume. The bottle claimed it was a sensual blend. She sighed. Would she really lose her virginity tonight? It was too much to hope for, so she wouldn’t even give it another thought. 
    After twenty minutes of looking through her closet Karma called her dad. “Hey, Dad, Eva’s taking me to a club tonight to lose my virginity.” Karma pulled the phone back from her ear. “What the hell? Are you choking or something?”
    When the coughing fit finally ended, her father cleared his throat. “Karma, we’ve gone over this a thousand times. It will happen when the time is right. Forcing it by going to a club and picking up a random stranger is not the way you want to remember your first time. Trust me on this.”
    “I’m sick of being a damn virgin, Dad. I really don’t think it will work, but I’m going to try. So