Honestly it was no surprise to Kara that he had slept with other girls, most guys her age weren't virgins any longer. She turned away to him when he called himself a whore, "Well, I'm not like that, not easy. I mean I don't need all flowers and romance, but don't think I'm going to hop in the sack with you just because you have an interest in me and are the big hunking  jock." She then turned back to him, inquisitive, "Bronson, we are so polar opposite, why would you spend time with me? I mean other than I'm 'real'. I mean honestly , if you love sex that much, who's to say you won't get bored if I make you wait?"<br/><br/>Kara flipped her hair and turned back to him, they were an odd paring that was sure. "I'm not Mount Everest, you just can't conquer me then run off with your prize. I do feel sorry for you though, you'll never know what it would be like to be with that special person for the first time, you've already had your share of girls, the moments gone for you now isn't it?" It was a shame that he confessed that he had more girls than he could count, no way she would ever compare to any of them at this point, it was all about how many notches he could make in his belt at this point.