I won’t lose my virginity to a man in a gas mask.
Thomas blinks at the text message from Alice on his phone. ‘Just found your pornography. We need to talk.’ Fuck, he thinks, sensing trouble ahead. He’s tired. He’s been lecturing at the university all day and he has a pile of work on his desk, but he knows he has to leave it, go home and face the music. Alice is his girlfriend, a pretty, innocent who moved into his apartment a year ago, because she had no money for rent and she was in awe of him. He met her at a party and adored her from the moment they started chatting. She’s a pretty English rose, slim with blond hair and a cute turned up nose. She’s very bright and witty too, but she’s an innocent. Thomas has been patient and understanding, taught her how to masturbate and to orgasm, and now she enjoys the sex they have and is more confident of herself and with her body. But she’s still a virgin, still terrified of being penetrated. In contrast, Thomas is middle-aged and has had much experience of sex. He’s been bisexual