Ava
The “Make a Wish” app had taken the entire campus by storm in just two weeks. Everyone was posting secret desires they were too embarrassed to say out loud. Some asked for money, others for connections, a few for wild experiences. I had money — my parents made sure of that — so my wish was simpler, more personal.
I wanted my virginity gone.
Every relationship I’d tried had ended before we ever reached that point. I was tired of waiting, tired of wondering if something was wrong with me. So I typed it plainly: “I want to lose my virginity. No strings, just one night where I finally feel wanted.”
I posted it and immediately felt my stomach twist. But the responses came faster than I expected.
That same evening, two guys messaged me. Both looked around twenty, handsome in their profi
