Is LOVE complete without an O?

   She believed herself unable of an orgasm and blamed on her mother for not allowing even thinking of boyfriends when she was a teen. "Perhaps I could have noticed earlier and take her advice before she died", she used to say. 
   In search of the big O (or a little one, whatever!) she carried on her wildest fantasies. At 23 years old she encouraged her girl friends to make out with those strangers at this well-known bar. They involved in a small talk and took everyone´s phone number.
   She picked up her prey -randomly. She asked him out, then he asked her in, they drank coffee and she nearly spills it when he cuts off "You brag about doing what do you want of your life, kiss me then if you dare."
   Done!
   

   A hurted tiny "aw" (thank God for the hispanic hymen) ...Check!
   A "stay if you want" 30 minutes later followed by the circumstancial "I rather go home to sleep but tell me where to buy the pill, please".... Check!
   Yes! I´m ashamed to tell none of them brought condoms to the party. (I wouldn´t call it a party; it felt more like a hangover for that thing hanging over like "Hooray no condom today!")
   Have you ever stare at your closet wondering what clothes to wear for the big date? She dressed up in her naive costume when she couldn´t admit herself what she was actually accepting in this coffee-happen-to-be-taken-on-top-of-matress invitation.
   Was her first time. She blamed the guy for the lack of orgasm or any other jolly substitute. Someday she´ll let me tell that First Time story. The thing is she started the quest for a simple orgasm all the ways she thought of as feasible (true love sounded distant and so serious): 
   -Masturbation                Check!
   -Shared masturbation  Check!
   -Porn                         Check! (with 3 marks -XXX)
   -Friends with benefits  Check! 
   -Casual making out:
            Remaining first, 
                            second and 
                                         third base 
(just in case she was missing the foreplay) Check!
   -One-Night stand                                    Check!
   -Threesome                                           Check!
   -Cybersex                                             Check!
   
   She was thought as funny -and noisy, by the way.
   Seriously concerned she surrendered.
   "Maybe is true that all you need is love", she sighed.
   Voilá! She found Mr.Right and made him wait... internal policies, of course.
   It was like spring, in the middle of that fever and heading to their first time together (another tale, I promise) Should she tell him?
   She kept the information hoping for love to find a way. Thus love found a way in, on, up, down, between... Whatsoever. 
   Next question: fake it or...? Or what? 
   The conclusion may bring you the tears (of joy) She told him about the fruitless O-dyseey and he made a stand: A quest is better carried on by two.