"Sounds like you're obsessed."
"I'm not. I just wanted to know her better. I wanted to know if her parents were right; if she really was as perfect as they said. I wondered if I could knock her halo down a lick..."
"That doesn't sound nice," Nicholas says.
He's a good guy. He'd never get it, the temptation to make perfection imperfect. It's like the first steps you take on fresh snow. You know you are ruining it, the white blanket of perfection but you don't care.
There's a sense of accomplishment at seeing your mark upon it; as you take away its pure, untouched look away. Strange though, no matter whether I took her virginity or not, she's still perfection incarnate.