Virgin for Sale

I didn’t need a math genius to figure everything else out. Faye had sold her virginity for her sister.

“Was she flunking in college?”

“No. Her grades were impeccable. She needed to work, and a college scholarship didn’t pay the bills.”

No, I did.

“Do you want me to keep on digging?”

“Yes, find out everything you can about her. I want it brought to me. No more phone calls.”

Hanging up, I stare at my desk.

She’d done what she could for her sister, I just knew it. From the picture I saw of her six months ago at Cherry, I’d known there was a reason for it, I just didn’t know exactly what. Now I do.

All this time, she’s been closer than I thought. Right here. Right under my nose. I need her closer though.

Glancing around the office, I see my employees with their PAs, all of them working hard to make my company the best it can be. This is one of the reasons I go after college graduates as well as dropouts. I’m a college dropout. Never received my degree.

Authority isn’t something I follow.

This is my life.

Every single part of me is within these walls.

this place and to become the man I

at her picture. This one is

that air of

couldn’t get Malcolm’s words out of my head. He’d

Dean, my best friend, went there

a way to

and also worked at a local theater collecting tickets.

notes made on her employment portfolio were

I’m the boss.

It’s simple.

her work for

make the relevant calls. Tomorrow morning when Faye reports for work, she’ll be coming to see me to start work. She’ll

smug, I finish up the day in the office, and once everyone has left,

do. First

underground parking. No one is around, and I take my time getting to

I know where she lives. I printed off a

thing I should be doing is typing those digits into my GPS, but

the security gates and head in the direction my little computer lady tells me. Pulling up across the street, I see Faye. Turning off my headlights, I see she’s walking with a young girl. The girl doesn’t look

she captures

get a good handful if I wanted to. She’s chatting animatedly with the other girl. My PI’s information comes back to haunt me as I look at

young girl must be

the street, I see how sad she looks. Every now and then Faye will say something to