Okay, I admit it…I didn’t do it.
This is normal, right? I mean, just because everyone I know has talked like they’ve already done it doesn’t mean that they’re telling the truth…right?
It’s not like I’m asking for that much. I don’t need the perfect guy. I don’t need candlelight or roses. Honestly, I don’t even need a real bed.
The guys I know complain that girls are always looking for Mr. Right—do I have to wear a sign that says I’m only looking for Mr. Right Now?
Sooooo…anyone out there want sex? Anyone? Hello? Just for fun?
I am not going to die a virgin. One way or another I am going to make this happen.
Hey, what have I got to lose? Besides the obvious.
Virgin is for ever awkward late bloomer. For ever girl who got around. Really it's for anyone with a vagina. It's smart, funny , and just plain incredible. I haven't read chick lit a long while. Truth it's just not really my thing, but after receiving Virgin I was just so intrigued by the blurb I couldn't not read it. Virgin tackles all the things us females wonder about but never express vocally. I sure as hell never discussed my pubic hair over lunch with my girlfriends. But why not? We all probably wonder the se things. Virgin is less about the romance and more about the journey, and NO I don't mean the journey to Ellie losing her virginity. But her journey of discovering herself. There really was only one thing I wished would have been different (I can't tell you without ruining the whole book) but at the same time the book may have then had a totally different feel. If you have a vagina read Virgin.
About the Author
Radhika Sanghani is a 23 year old full time journalist for The Daily Telegraph where she specializes in writing about women's issues. She has an MA in Newspaper Journalism from the City University London, a BA in English from the University College London, and recently came in second in GQ's Norman Mailer writing competition. Virgin is her debut novel.