She had kissed you one time during a picnic you took her to. You always knew she was shy, when it came to intimacy, so you were trying to take it as slowly and carefully as you could.

Now you were in your house, after a party. You rested your hand on her thigh, caressing it tenderly, she stopped you and looked at you with fear and shame in her eyes. "I.. I can't. I've tried.. with- with Leonard, but.. but I.. " She said.