Billy the Beta is cuddling with his new girlfriend, how he got to sleep with her, he’s still not really sure – he’s in such a state of amazing wonderment that he can’t control his gushing to Suzi the so-called reformed slut – he’s nuzzling his head onto her bosom immediately post coitel. He stares longingly up into her warm gaze, as she pets his hair back tenderly, maternally. He makes sure she’s covered enough by the blankets that are barely wet with sweat. His whole world has been elevated to another level. He’s going over and over in his head, as he looks at the girl who allowed him to penetrate her, sure it was missionary, not crazy sex, but it was intimate and they were making love.
She stares into the ceiling in contemplation, Billy watches, she must be staring off into the abyss of love, she’s so satisfied with him she’s just relaxed and comfortable. He looks down at her body covered up by the sheets and blankets, he tosses his head back in the pillow in a state of obvious glee.
Billy: That was so great. You’re so beautiful, I can’t believe I got to make love to you.
Suzie: Thank you.
Billy: You’re amazing. Sorry I finished so quickly, it’s been a while since I’ve slept with a girl.
Suzie: It’s ok. What’s a while?
Billy: Oh… (awkward nervous laugh) it’s been a year, can you believe it?
Suzie: A year? Omg I’d die.
Billy, although in a state of bliss, has the fortitude enough to pick up on something she is saying finally. His brow furrow a little. Then he realizes, hey it’s probably nothing, this is an amazing girl that he’s fallen hopelessly in love with, and she just made love to him.
Billy: When was the last time with you?
Suzie: It’s been a month.
Billy: A month? Really? (Billy’s bliss as shifted to sudden shock – a month? I thought this girl was an angel?)
Billy: I thought you said you’ve been single for 6 months before we met?
Suzie: I was. It was just a guy I know, we got drunk, it happened. No big deal.
Billy: Uhm… ok. I’m not trying to judge, sorry if it seems like I am. I mean we’re together now so it doesn’t matter right?
Suzie: Right. Numbers don’t matter. I mean I’m a girl I’m allowed to have sex with whoever I want, whenever I like.
Billy: Yes… of course you are. Just with me now though right? (Billy is starting to get really nervous, he’s not sure why, all his life he’s supported women’s rights to be empowered, logically it makes sense to him, but something inside of him is stirring.)
Suzie: I’m not a cheater.
Billy: I wasn’t saying that honey, I promise. I mean it’s not like you do that all the time.
Suzie: Of course not, I’ve only been with 15 guys.
Billy: 15 Guys!?!??? What the fuck? You’re only 21?
Oh the sudden shock of the Beta, even in his loving doting ways, no matter how much he loves a girl, pedastalizes her, white knights for women’s rights, proclaims he’s a feminist, even at the sound of the girl he loves having a bunch of cocks in her, still doesn’t sit well with him.
The Beta’s lament is, he has to, he doesn’t want to face the reality of the sexual culture that surrounds us, and he’s been programmed to accept girls behaviour no matter the cost. Billy the Beta accepts her for what she is, he puts the thought of 15 previous cocks in Suzie out of his mind, but down in the neither region it festers…
Billy the Beta still loves her, she’s still the girl of his dreams, he still coddles to her every whim, she is his everything and no other girl could compare, and he’s so lucky to have her. He’s not gonna risk losing such a magnificent creature over some ‘jealousy’ – such silliness. What the two of them have is special. It will last forever…