In the weeks and months that followed Glen's and Sarah's declaration of their love for each other Glen often remembered Rosemary's words, "Why don't you piss off and find yourself a nice little virtuous young maiden who'll keep her legs closed to everyone except you...if you can find one."
"Almost prophetic words," Glen thought.
Glen returned to working in the practice while Sarah stayed at Rascals Point. He went to see her as often as he could and occasionally Sarah came to the city and stayed a few days with Trish and Ron. Seeing each other only intermittently was difficult, but what really pushed up the frustration level was the time they would have to wait before they got married.
Although Glen had walked away from Rosemary, and as the pain he had felt over her betrayals had now, in the light of his new found love, diminished, Rosemary still haunted him. She was like a niggling pain that would not go away.
The first reason for this arose from the house. He wanted to sell it, but as she was part owner he needed her agreement. Having disappeared into the ether with Alan he had no means of getting in touch with her.
The police were of course still seeking Alan in connection with the missing money from the bank, but he seemed to have gone to ground in some remote spot. It was thought that he and Rosemary might have fled abroad, but that had yet to be confirmed.
In addition, if Glen wanted to be divorced it would be possible in Rosemary's absence, but it would be easier if she was contactable.
Yet a further reason why Rosemary continued to trouble him, although Glen would have denied it, might be roughly described as emotional. You do not easily cast off a person with whom you have shared many years of your life, especially if that sharing had included sex.
About six month's into Glen's and Sarah's engagement, a new anxiety arose. Sarah began to look pale and drawn and lose weight. Normally only of slight build, the loss of weight began to look serious. As a doctor Glen could have examined her himself, but he knew that if he did so he might make a subjective diagnosis, so Sarah went off to the local GP accompanied by her mother Linda.
On his next visit to Rascals Point an anxious Glen was met by a hesitant Linda.
Much to Glen's relief she was able to say that the doctor had found no physical problem; the trouble lay elsewhere.
It took a couple of minutes for Linda to get around to saying what she wanted to say.
"Look, I know the decision you and Sarah have made regarding sex, but the frustration is beginning to take its toll of Sarah. I don't want to interfere Glen, but I thought I'd better speak out because Sarah won't. She's never been in love like this before, never felt for anyone like she feels for you."
"I can speak as a woman and know what it's like to want a man like you've never wanted anything before. Every time you two are together she's in a state of sexual frustration. She's not been like a lot of other girls, having casual affairs, she's always said that she would wait for the man she really loved, and she's found him. She's young and fertile, Glen, she needs you."
"But Linda, I told Sarah I'd wait..."
"I know what you said, Glen, Sarah told me, and she loved you even more for that, but at the time she didn't fully understand what sexual frustration can do to a woman. We're not naïve, Steve and me, if you'll talk to Sarah, ask her if she wants to change her mind about holding off, you can always have a double room when you come here."
"We're concerned for our girl, Glen; she needs you, and I expect you need her."
She looked at Glen questioningly for a moment, then cautiously asked, "You do want her like that...I mean some men..."
"Yes of course I want her like that." He smiled at her and said, "Perhaps you'd better ask Steve what it's like for men to wait."
Linda blushed slightly but said nothing about having been pregnant when she and Steve had married.
"I'm not telling you what to do, Glen, but at least talk to Sarah."
"I will," he said solemnly.
It was during one of their beach walks that Glen broached the subject. After expressing his concern for her debilitated condition, he told her of Linda's talk with him, ending by asking, "Would you like us to start making love before we get married?"
She stopped walking and leaned into him, burying her face against him and saying in a muffled voice, "Yes, darling."
He kissed her and she looked up at him and asked, "You won't think I'm a slut, will you?"
He wondered why this sensitive girl almost broke his heart at times. Perhaps it was her very simplicity, but it made him feel protective in a way he had never felt with Rosemary. "This is a flower to be carefully nurtured," he thought.
It was decided that they would make love for the first time that night. Since Sarah was not on the pill they walked back through the town where Glen purchased some condoms. Back at the hotel Glen let Linda know what they intended, and since he always occupied a double room, the one used by Trish and Ron when they visited, Sarah was able to come to him there.
"Be very gentle with her," Linda pleaded. "She knows she will be hurt, but do it quickly."
"I will," he replied.
They went to bed early, and as Glen undressed her and touched her small, round naked breasts for the first time, Sarah said shyly, "They're not very big, are they?"
He had a momentary vision of Rosemary's sumptuous swelling mounds with their long firm nipples and Stars substantial mammary glands, and he decided he preferred Sarah's modest bosom with their small rose pink nipples.
"Perhaps they'll get bigger when I put some weight back on," Sarah murmured.
Glen smiled, kissed her and said, "I won't be marrying you for the size of your breasts, darling, it will be for what you are."
He kissed her again and then lifted her on to the bed. Sarah said uncertainly, "Glen, I don't really know what to do."
"It's all right, my love, just leave it to me."
That night and for some time to come this was going to be no scorching union with all the refinements of love making. These might come with time as they explored each other, discovering what each liked and what they would allow.
As he leaned on his elbow looking at Sarah, he was even more aware of how slender she was. This was exaggerated by her loss of weight and she made him feel heavy, clumsy and fearful of crushing her.
He bent over her and kissed her, cupping her breast as he did so. He slewed his lips over hers without trying to enter her mouth with his tongue. Her lips were soft, moist, and responsive to the touch of his.
"How I shall enjoy teaching her the ways of love," he thought, and visualised the endless pleasures they would give each other.
He moved down to kiss her nipples and at the same time touched and began to softly massage her vulva. He moved a finger to enter her vaginal canal and felt the slight resistance of her hymen.
Beginning to gently circle her clitoris with his finger Sarah began to sigh and then to make soft whimpering sounds of pleasure.
"Do it to me now," she whispered, and as he rolled the condom on to his penis Sarah placed a towel under her buttocks. No doubt Linda had given her daughter some good advice.
He carefully probed for her vaginal entrance and Sarah said, "Do it quickly, darling."
He thrust firmly into her. She jerked and gave a little scream, her arms clutching round him convulsively. He was through and pushing to her depths.
He understood the pain he had caused her and he asked, "Do you want me to stop?"
"No darling, don't stop, finish first."
It did not take long. He came quickly, wishing it was into Sarah he was spurting his seed instead of a condom. "That will come in good time, he thought."
He did not stay long inside her since he knew she would be sore. As he withdrew Sarah said, "Thank you, my love."
He removed the blood and semen stained condom while Sarah went to the bathroom to wash her vagina. The towel with the patch of blood on it was removed, and they lay embracing each other.
Sarah curled against him and Glen felt as if he was holding a child. Sarah slept, but Glen was awake long that night thinking about the life that lay ahead of them, and the difficulties they must surmount before that life could begin properly.
For two more days Glen did not try to copulate with Sarah since she was still sore from her deflowering. On the third day he had to return to his practice, so it was in the early morning they made love. Sarah had no orgasm but she seemed very content.
After this first pain free coupling she sighed and said, "It's more beautiful than I ever imagined, will you do it with me often?"
Glen smile and replied, "Very often, my love."
Sarah went on to the pill the following week, and it was a fortnight before Glen could join her again and yet another two weeks before he could cease using a condom. Even these few sexual unions seemed to have had a positive effect on Sarah; the signs of stress disappeared and she began to put on weight. Even her prediction about her breasts came true, but they did not so much grow in size as become firmer, standing out proudly, their pink nipples looking ripe and luscious.
It took some time for Sarah to have her first orgasm, and Glen was amazed to learn that it was indeed her first orgasm, since she had never masturbated.
