Lucy Gladstone struck out again at the dating game. She was a virgin and, according to her mother, would destroy her chances of a good life that ended with going to heaven if she gave in to her natural desires.
Tom Whitecloud was living a few doors down a floor below. He was, unlike so many, beautiful!
Several girlfriends at work warned her that making an Indian her first would ruin her for other men. They would all seem so dull and inept.
She had several options. Follow her mother's advice, and probably die a spinster? Find a man to make a woman out of her? Take the extra chance that the one she wanted, Tom Whitecloud, would leave her wanting more than any man other than an Indian could deliver?
She couldn't hold out much longer. Which option would be best for her?
Mom's way was as much as out. Then Tom stopped her on the stairs as she was coming home from being dumped – again. It seemed, at times like these, that no man was interested in a second date with a girl who wouldn't put out.