"When I was six years old, I had a recurring dream, which ended up forming what I believed to be the purpose of my life. The dream was a breathtaking illustration to me of the true nature of man and of woman, represented in the dream as one naked man and one naked woman standing side-by-side, and how each were created to fit, one into the other, symbiotically. The dream allowed me to feel on a very deep level within me the utter divine bliss that was possible when a man and a woman unite as intended according to their respective true masculine and true feminine natures. The dream always left me with a beautiful feeling of love, the likes of which are unknown to man and the remnants of which I can only recall from the memory of that dream. The dream left its indelible mark on my young heart and as I grew up, it was my life goal to achieve that beautiful bliss with my one man and then be united with him forever as one.
"With that as a foundation, the idea of sex, to me, was always a physical expression of the spiritual soul union I would have with that one man. Later on, when I was a teen-ager, my nana also told me that the most beautiful gift I could give my husband was my virginity.
"When I went out into the world, throughout my 20’s and 30’s, a process began to unfold for me, in which I found out that what my nana had told me was actually an egregious lie. I observed that, actually, men only wanted whores. I saw this played out hundreds of times before my own eyes and I clung to my virginity. Today, despite a few “close calls,” I still cling to my virginity and I now know I will never give it up, because I will never have a husband to give it to."