SEVENTY THREE

ELEVEN

AUDREY

I was giddy with excitement and then terrified that I was giddy with excitement.

How could I be excited that I was about to have sex with some man that I barely knew; I had no idea who he was and if he was even who he said he was

It is just sex, I had tried to reassure myself and it could never be more, I had said but the shivers my body was making and the war that had been raging at the pit of my belly for the whole day was saying otherwise.

Not even Valerie’s reassuring words was helping the terror and nervousness threatening to overwhelm me. The last intimacy I had had with a man was with Bruno and it hadn’t been as earth shattering as Valerie always described her rounds of sex with men.

It had been something between two people that were scared of being apart and it had been done under my father’s roof with the fear of being caught overruling the passion and pleasure of the moment.

There was also the case about an orgasm; I had no idea what that was like and I would h