Holly eyed me carefully.
“You really love them, don't you?"
My eyebrows popped.
“What?”
“The BTC girls. You love them."
“I'm not in love with them. We're just friends."
“I didn't say you were IN love with them, like, romantically or anything. Six girls and one you? That would be really awkward. But it's always been clear how important they are to you, and how important you are to them. They're your best friends, and you can't shake the feeling that if you sleep with me, you're somehow betraying them.”
I frowned and thought about her words. Again, I started to say 'no' but caught myself, started to say ‘yes’ but stopped again, and finally said, “Not that I'm betraying them, no. Whether or not Sam feels territorial, or any of the girls feel territorial, I'm NOT their boyfriend and they have no right to demand faithfulness from me."
“True.”
“It really is about ME. I'm gonna sound like a 14-year-old girl, but this is my virginity. And..." I paused to collect my thoughts.
“You're really hot, Holly. But as much as I Like you, and as grateful as I am for you giving me my first blowjob and being the first girl I ever went down on - even my first naked boob - we don't really know each other."
"Oh, so it actually IS me. I'm not special enough to give your virginity to."
“I don't mean..." My voice trailed off as I made a face. "Well..."
“I'm not one of the BTC." She started Laughing.
“Well...”
Holly kept laughing.
“You realize you've totally screwed yourself.
You're saving yourself for one of the BTC girls, but they've all agreed to never have sex with you."
“I never intended to SAVE myself for them.”
“But when you had the chance to stick your dick inside me, you suddenly realized you ARE saving yourself for them."
I buried my face in my palms again.
“This is so fucked up."
Holly took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I still had my face in my hands, but I could feel her shifting across the bed until she wrapped an arm around my shoulders and rubbed me softly.
“If it's any consolation, I think it's actually pretty sweet. I mean yeah, you do sound like a 14-year-old girl, but I also know my first time was nothing special, and that's a regret I'll have to live with for the rest of my life. Most guys are so eager to have sex that they don't really care about the girl they're with, as long as she has a working vagina. I think whichever girl finally gets your cherry will be very lucky indeed, because then she'll know for sure she means more to you than just an available pussy.”
I picked my head up and gave her a thankful look.