While waiting for the meat to cook, he sank into deep thought. The woman carefully crawled close and sat a step away from him. Even this felt extremely close to Calix.
“So that’s why... You seemed so experienced.”
Though it seemed like a conversation, Calix was merely talking to himself.
“You must have been with so many men. It wouldn’t have mattered who it was—it didn’t have to be me. That’s who you are... Who... you are....”
His voice trailed off before he could finish the sentence. Calix felt as if he were sinking endlessly into the abyss of the dark, depressing night.
CRACKLE.
Aside from the sound of the fire dying down, the surroundings were silent.
The caresses she had given were quite assertive and voluntary. Her attitude, too, never showed any aversion or fear towards men.
It felt unjust that his first experience had been stolen by an ‘impure’ woman.
He had lost his 20 years of virginity to a complete stranger.