Lisa stood at the top of the stairway and looked down at the bodies crowding the gynasium floor. Boys in tuxedos and girls in flowing dressing filled the floor with undulating pelvises and and sexual mimicry. She felt her own pelvis with both hands in an unladylike fashion that seemed out of place with the pretty pink prom dress her parents purchased for her on her 18th birthday. Her mother had raddled on and on about the dance, and how much fun she had had at her own prom 18 years and 9 months before Lisa was born. "Remember that your maidenhood is like a cow that produces sweet milk for all the boys in the neighborhood!" her mother had said and given her a hearty pat on the back as Todd arrived to her escort her to the dance. Before she'd hit puberty Lisa had seen a vision of the Virgin Mary, and being a strict Catholic took this vision seriously. In particular she had promised two things to the Holy Mother. The first was that she would remain a virgin until prom night, and the second was that she would never use birth control. Everyone had told her that the encounter was just a dream because it happened during the REM stages of sleep, but Lisa suspected otherwise. Lisa left it unsaid that she normally dreamed about huge penises and that therefore the only explanation for this bizaare religious experience had to be that the experience was the real mccoy. Lisa had conveniently forgotten that the week prior to the dream had been spent studying Fatima in Catechism class. In any case, Lisa had spent most of her teen years either sleeping or furiously masturbating to avoid the near occasion of sin, and now her wait had finished and her dashing date was going to deflower her in the parking lot in front of all her friends due to another strange request from the Holy Queen. Lisa screamed at the top of her lungs, "I need to be fucked hard in the parking lot! Who is with me!" and ran towards the exit.