"You always pay for everything," she said, "Don't be angry, but students don't get much money and I am earning well at Sainsbury's on the checkout, so I can pay for myself sometimes, can't I?" "I'm not a real student," he reassured her, "I got my degree two years ago and I am paid to do research and some lectures, so I have more money than your ordinary undergraduate." That seemed to satisfy her, and they started to go out together regularly. Sometimes they went to the cinema or the theatre, and sometimes just for a drink. In the summer, she would spend whole days with him, finishing the day with dinner in a restaurant somewhere. It was after one of these long lazy warm days that David suggested that they have coffee in his rooms, rather than in the restaurant. It was still only half past eight and Pauline was feeling very relaxed after the excellent meal with some very pleasant wine, so she agreed. When they got back to his rooms, David made the coffee and then sat close to her on the sofa. Soon the coffee cups had been put down and they were necking gently. David unbuttoned her blouse and stroked her bare breasts which needed no support, as he had often done before. Going further than he had previously, he slipped her blouse completely off and ran his nails up and down her back. She kissed him even more enthusiastically, and let him lift her gently and carry her into the bedroom. As he laid her down on the bed, she looked at him and said, "I'm a virgin, David. I have been saving it for the right man." David asked, "And have you found him?