On many levels, Eleanor was very proud of herself. She had just graduated high school, with a strong GPA and class ranking, a partial scholarship to a good university and several extracurriculars. She'd done this while figuring out her gender identity, figuring out coming out and hormones and all the other often embarrassing and difficult details that came with transitioning, and losing a few asshole friends as a result. She felt like she'd come into her own, a pretty young woman with cute little breasts and a round, feminine face - and even a growing talent with makeup and fashion!

But on another level, Eleanor was a bit ashamed. All this work had left her wildly busy throughout high school, and here she was in June, days after graduation, not just a virgin but never having dated anyone. In fact, the only person Eleanor had ever kissed was a friend that she suspected was pitying her.

So, sitting on her bed typing in her diary, Eleanor made a resolution. She had all summer free - no obligations, no big plans, no job if she didn't choose to - before college started to begin her adult life on the right foot. Eleanor swore to herself in writing that she would lose her virginity, to a man or a woman, before she left to move into her dorm.