NEED HELP

HU: I knew sex was a bad idea, but I didn’t want to deny my girlfriend sex. She had never denied me, but this… this wasn’t the time for it. Now it is over, and we are back to square one with the same fear racking our hearts and brains. She is here with me now, and I should feel better, but it intensifies what I feel. I want to know what her answer will be, but I am scared to know too, because I cannot imagine the way I will react. Ginger pushes herself off my body, and I sit up as she stands with her hands wrapped around her chest, like she is covering up in shame. “What’s wrong?” I question, and she shakes her head, grabbing her clothes hurriedly. “I… I should dress up,” she stutters, and I swear I can hear the crack in her voice, like she is about to cry. I reach for her hands, pulling her towards me. “Did I do something wrong?” She shakes her head again, and I try to steady myself, to think properly and not make an irrational move. “Then tell me what is going on? What has put you in