Macy walked up to the king-size bed. It was massive and covered with a navy quilt. The headboard was solid wood with a matching footboard that ended lower than the mattress. Each corner was a tall post. She pushed herself onto the end of the bed and sat with her feet dangling towards the floor. Crossing her hands in her lap, Macy wondered what Zach was going to do to her. Honestly, she was not afraid of what he would do. Instead, she was consumed by anticipation. “I want this,” she thought. He was going to take her virginity, she knew it. There was no way either of them could ignore the heat that they felt when they touched. She understood and she was becoming excited about it.
Out of the corner of her vision, she saw Zach come into the room. He was still topless, an
