Elle
I really wanted s*x, but wanted keeping my virginity till I found someone special.
The accident changed everything.
What if I had died? It wouldn't matter then whether I was a virgin or not.
Greg always wanted s*x with me. He pestered me weeks after weeks but I kept telling him to wait for the right time. "I am only nineteen" I said. Of course I liked Greg and didn't want to lose him. So whenever we went to our favorite spot, I allowed him to kiss me, to hold me, or maybe touch my breasts.
But never s*x.
I just felt I wasn't ready.
But he bought me a red dress one time. I loved it. I didn't ask him for it, but instinctively, he knew what I wanted. I became convinced he was the one. One night I texted him. "Hey, you really want s*x?"
He replied with an emoji whose eyes are bom
