I’m 33 years old and I’ve never had an active sex life. It’s not because anything is wrong with me physically or because of a traumatic experience (even though there were some of those). It’s because I’m a Christian. Now I know by today’s standards being a single Christian doesn’t automatically mean your sex life is nonexistent but I grew up in the C.O.G.I.C. (Church of God in Christ) where “holiness is right” and amidst the long list of things considered “holy”, having sex before marriage was definitely not one of them Ephesians 5:3 (Trust me, I checked). So what’s a good girl to do but hang on to her virginity for as long as she possibly can, right? Sounded like a grand plan to me. Meet a boy, marry the boy, give him something no one has ever had, have a family and make God proud because you did it the right way. Well that plan got a little distorted when I met Kendrick in 2008. I had just moved to DC to attend college at the illustrious Howard University but was on a