Synopsis: Confessions of 22 year old Virgin

I consider myself a good person. I don’t do drugs; I’ve never called into work, and I volunteer in my free time. I’m 22 and probably the biggest virgin you’ve ever met. I’ve had guys hit on me but they are all creepy, like I want to drink your blood and collect white tigers creepy. (Don’t worry you’ll find about them.) I’ve never been the one to make a move on a guy that I like but that changed once I had a few drinks at a bar. Now I’m head over heels for a guitarist in a local band. He’s funny, sweet, talented and good looking so of course he’s married. Not only is he married but he has children, and one of them is around my age. Now I’m straddling the fine line of what’s right in wrong when really I just want to straddle him.