Darling Anonymous, I must confess something rather scandalous - or should I say, rather un-scandalous? I, Fluffles Poodlerichington, remain a virgin at the ripe old age of twenty. Yes, you heard that correctly. In a world where everyone seems to be handing out their virtue like candy, I’ve chosen to keep mine under lock and key. Why? Well, it’s quite simple really - no man has yet risen to the occasion of spoiling me as I deserve.
You see, being an heiress comes with certain expectations. One does not simply give away one’s most prized possession to just anyone. It requires a level of grandeur, of opulence, that most men simply cannot comprehend. I’ve had suitors, of course - wealthy businessmen, dashing young heirs, even a few celebrities. But none have managed to capture my attention long enough to make me consider parting with my virginity.
So, for all you ladies out there who might be feeling pressured to ‘put out’, take a page from my book. Hold onto your virtue until someone worthy comes along - someone who will shower you with diamonds and caviar and private jets. Trust me, darling, it’s worth the wait. After all, why settle for less when you can have it all?