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.

sweated, bled, and done everything for this place and to become the man I

I look back at her picture. This one is much like the one back

still holds that air of innocence

but I couldn’t get Malcolm’s words out of my head. He’d denied me at every

refused to go back to Cherry, even though I know Dean, my best friend, went there

be a way to get Faye closer

waitress, worked in a coffee shop and bakery, and also worked at a local theater collecting tickets. Her degree program had

portfolio were exemplary, the best I’d

I’m the boss.

It’s simple.

her

coming to see me to start work. She’ll be working closely and I’d finally get to have her all to myself,

I finish up the day in the office, and once everyone has left, I’m the last

what I do. First one in, last one

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

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

typing those digits into my GPS, but I do

across the street, I see

though, she captures

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

must

now and