So I thought Id feel different afterward, after the visible neon sign proclaiming 'virgin' had blinked out on my forehead. Id spent years obessessing about it, so it seemed like somthing should have changed. Maybe it would have if Id still been at Ceder Falls High School surrounded by the gossip and the braggadocio of teenage boys. But on my uncle's farm, nobody noticed, or at least nobody said anything. The next day, like every day, we dug corn, chopped wood, and carried water. And it didnt really change much between Darla and me, either. Yes, making love was fun, but it wasnt really any more fun than anything wed already been doing together. Just different.
