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.

for this place

her picture. This one is much like the one back at Cherry. Only there is something

that air

I couldn’t get

know Dean, my best

a way to get Faye

a coffee shop and bakery, and also worked at a local

her employment portfolio

I’m the boss.

It’s simple.

have her work

for work, she’ll be coming to see me to start work. She’ll

in the office, and

do. First one in, last

one is around, and I take my

know where she lives. I printed off a copy of her employment record, which includes her

doing is typing those digits into my GPS, but I

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

she

I could get a good handful if I wanted to. She’s chatting animatedly with the other girl. My PI’s information comes back to

must be

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