"Wait. I can't believe it! Seriously? Is it true? With none...? Or is it that you... prefer girls?"
Valery couldn't contain her astonishment when, with a few drinks in her system, I confessed that I still hadn't been with any man. I blushed and felt so embarrassed that I was tempted to leap over the table to shut her up.
"Shhhh," I whispered, putting my index finger to my lips. "What if you post it on your social media now?"
"Not a bad idea. I can already imagine the headline: 'Today, my 23-year-old friend confessed she's still a virgin.'"
I looked around, afraid that someone might have overheard Valery, but everyone at the table was engrossed in their own conversations.
"And it's not that I prefer girls, it's just that..."
"It's just impossible to believe, Ivi, seriously. How could
