SWEETEST STING (Short fiction story)

HANA.She was named after her paternal grandmother who died the very day she was born. At 18, her physical attributes made many a male head turn. If the men weren't whistling in blatant admiration,they were probably gazing at her lewdly with many conflicting,riotous thoughts running in their heads. Maybe it was her Childlike innocence that was the appeal..or the fact that she seemed quite oblivious of how truly beautiful she was.
Hana lived with her parents,Mr and Mrs Jeremiah Udoh,devout christians who constantly drummed into her ears that she had to live an 'untouched' life till the day she got married . He often times reiterated in that husky voice of his,"I married your mum a virgin. She was unspoilt. Untouched. I made her the woman,the mother she is today! Anything short of emulating your mum means hell for you. And hell is right here..under my roof!" And then Hana would nod her head vigorously,accepting that she had to follow suit. She soon swept away the niggling thoughts of a young man's hand on her bare skin,the gentle caress of his breath against her nape,the feather light pecks on her rosy cheeks,and the promise of undying love. Truth was the romantic novels she secretly read when she was alone in the confines of her room triggered a raging,yet unfulfilled desire to belong to a 'tall,dark and handsome' man. Firmly positioning her mind on being the good virgin girl,she shunned the advances of the male species,her father's stern voice reverberating non stop on her mind..