They’re playing that song on the radio again. The one I heard the first time I had sex. Strange how a simple tune can have so much meaning. They do say, you can always remember the first time and the last. It’s easy for me, they were both the same. It was the day before I joined the convent. I asked the men in my prayer group what sex was like. They were more than happy to show me. I’m handing in my notice to Mother Superior today. I want to be shown again. Well, it’s been almost a week.