Chapter 28

“The next question he asked me was about my virginity. Damn! I was embarrassed,” I complained to Salsa as we sat at the edge of the garden, cutting the flowers and weeding off. She snorted, and gazed upon me with her pitiable porcine face, “You don’t need to worry yourself,” she whispered, glaring around to see if anyone was at earshot, “I overheard Opula tell Doctor Newman to ask you questions about your virginity,” she whispered and glared around.