“By invitation only.”
“How can they be sure of the members’ virginity?”
“Their targets are twelve, thirteen-year-old teenagers.”
“That’s not creepy at all,” he drawled sarcastically. “I hate to ask this, but how can they be sure that those teenagers won’t lose their virginity as they grow older?”
“None of the members was willing to be forthcoming about their methods, handsome, but I have the feeling that once you become a member, you won’t be allowed to go anywhere alone. I also think that some kind of magic is involved to ensure that the members’ purity will remain untainted.”
Again with the damn nickname. He ignored it and proceeded with his next question. This was so much worse than he had expected.
“What happens when one of the members get married? After all, it’s a virgins-only-cult.”
“None of them seems to know the answer to that. That’s why I suspect that real magic must be involved somehow. Moira agrees with me on that one. What do you think, ma’am?”