What did one wear to their inevitable deflowering?
Okay, so Maria wasn't exactly a virgin. She'd had a fiancé and a few boyfriends before Marc. But the idea of f*****g Nic sent her into a tailspin. She felt like a virgin all over again because she was so far out of his league, she had no idea what to expect. Did rich people f**k differently? Did mobsters f**k differently?
Marc had by far been her best experience. He had worshipped Maria, and spent time extending that worship up and down her body, exploring her with his fingers and his mouth. She knew she had been lucky, as many of her friends at the time had never experienced an orgasm.
She felt a small pang of regret as she thought of Marc. Gone for five years now, but as long as she still thought about him, thought about the happier t
