EIGHT: THE FIRST INTERCOURSE

"Aw-- ouch!" I moaned when I suddenly moved my body to reach for the blanket around my waist, so cold! But when I felt the pain, the soreness in my private part, it was only then that I felt like I was drenched in freezing cold and icy water. Shit! It can't be! No. What I have in mind is not possible. Maybe I'm just hallucinating things. I suddenly looked around. "How did I get to my room?" I asked myself. But the bigger question is ... what happened last night? I tried to stand up even though I was naked and my whole body ached especially in the lower part. And as I stood up, there I saw the red stain –the evidence, the proof of what happened last night, the thing that would slap me on the fact that I was no longer a virgin, and I surrendered it to my sister's husband, to my brother-in- law. And it will make me look like a whore for hitting on to Frederik Wilford who was a married man. I sat down on the bed again, and stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror facing my d