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Don't think I'm some naïve farm girl. Think about the farm girl part. I'd watched bulls inseminate cows since I could walk. My parents talked openly about it. Back then, no one kept their dogs on a leash. Dogs were always running around, and mounting the bitches. Even my mom who never said even hell or damn called them bitches.

Speaking of my mom, she made sure to tell me before my first date what boys wanted. She was very specific. She wasn't wrong. A girl could get a reputation if she gave in even a little. Getting a reputation wasn't as bad as losing your virginity but it was close.

Not just that but my girlfriends and I passed around romance novels. They weren't pornographic, but they described everything up to the "insemination" part. No, I wasn't naïve, but I was oblivious to the other ways of having sex.

Omaha was a big city, but the Cornhusker Hotel stood right across from the bus depot. I wandered into the lobby, looking around. "Ah, Gloria, there you are."

I was thrilled. People were looking at us. People were looking at me with one of the most famous men in the world. "Declan, thank you for this."

"I'm honored to be with such a lovely young woman." Did you notice? Did you notice, he called nineteen-year-old me, lovely and a woman, not a girl? He took my arm and escorted me into the dining room.

Throughout dinner I praised the grandeur of the hotel, the dining room, the service, the food, everything. In grandparents, the farm had an outhouse. How far we've come, I thought.

I said I'm not naïve. That's not true. "Gloria, if you think the lobby and dining room are opulent, you should see my suite."

You're probably saying, how could this girl be so stupid?

Declan's suite was like nothing I'd ever seen before. The king-size bed was as big as my whole bedroom, and yes, naïve me sat on it. "Oh, my Declan, this is so soft and comfy." Stupid? Definitely. Naïve? Certainly.

I think he could have taken advantage of me right then and there. He didn't.

Rock and roll was making inroads into music, but in school we were still learning ballroom dancing. Declan turned on the radio to some music station. "Gloria, would you like to dance?"

He pulled me up and I was in his arms. I was wearing heels, and we were almost face-to-face. He was a fabulous dancer and I followed his lead. I didn't object when his hand went from around my waist to my ass.

I assure you if one of those Dublin farm boys did that, I would have slapped his hand away, but this was Declan O'Rourke. THE Declan O'Rourke. Besides, in a day or two those farm boys would have let everyone in Dublin know what I let him do.

I have to admit, his hand felt good. It felt good when Declan grinded against me. I felt him. I didn't object, "Declan, I'm enjoying all of this, thank you, but you should know I came here tonight a virgin, I expect to leave as one."

"Of course, you will, but Gloria there are other ways for two people to enjoy each other."

I had no idea what he meant, but I learned quickly. Declan took my hand and placed it on his crotch. I was curious. Men had to be like horses and dogs, right? I explored it slowly. "That's right, Gloria, feel how excited you make me, and this just from holding you in my arms."

Then Declan kissed me on the mouth. This wasn't a kiss like from one of those farm boys in Dublin. This was a kiss like in one of those romance novels. This was a kiss from Declan O'Rourke.

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