All I was thinking about was how much it hurt me, and how I had no intention of crying in front of him. I really wasn't the woman he thought I was and... I had to let him know that. Realistically, I'd probably have screwed him every time he stopped by, but I didn't want him to think he could just show up and fuck me, just like that.Then as he started walking away from me, my whole body just got cold, and I realized that I had done something really stupid. I grabbed his arm but he pulled it away,. "I have an excellent cook and a splendid butler and the garden is looking more lovely by the day under the hand of good old Fitch. Also, I have decided to give work to that filthy beggar girl. One has one's duty to the less fortunate, does one not, to give them a helping hand?"There was a murmur of approval from the assembled ladies."I hope you have got her out of those stinking rags and given her a good clean down" offered Miss Parradine, the Chief Librarian and County Archivist."Oh, yes!. I cut him off by saying:"Dad, I know all of this. Why are you telling me this? This is embarassing." He continued by saying:'"Yeah, but there are some things that you don`t and your mother and I think that it`s best if you learn from home." Wha...", I strugged saying because I didn`t quite make out what he was trying to say."We want you prepared for life sweety" my mom said. "So let`s get started" said my dad. I was still trying to understand what was happening. My dad grab me and made me stand. I trust you.”I sat silently, pondering her comments. Was she really wrong? Did girls regard their virginity as a millstone? A weight around their shoulders? Wasn’t it supposed to be treasured and shared with someone you love?That thought brought on another. How many girls remained in a relationship with the boy they’d lost their virginity to? Actually, why was virginity considered more precious than a healthy, active sex life? Shouldn’t a girl’s first time be one that makes her want more, not.