Rose woke up to have her body caged by two pairs of calloused hands. His scent evaded her sense of smell and looked down to also see his left leg towering over her her right knee. She could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat as his front clashed against her back. A bright smile played on her face. She recalled last night and the thought of her loosing her virginity to Stephano was only making her heart slowly flutter.
“Thank you God,” She slowly uttered her thanks as her bright innocent eyes stared up to heaven. She only wanted this from God for as long as she was taught how to pray. She only asked God for one thing. To make Stephano love her the way she had always loved him for years. And her prayer seemed to have become more than a far fetched dream. It was now a reality. She close
