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.

bled, and done everything for this place

hand down my face, I look back at her picture. This one is

that air of

to know her. This shouldn’t be happening, but I couldn’t get Malcolm’s words out of my head.

to Cherry, even though I know Dean, my best friend, went there every

to be a way to

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

notes made on her employment portfolio

I’m the boss.

It’s simple.

have her work

work. She’ll be working closely and I’d finally get to have her all to

day in the office, and once everyone has left, I’m the last one to

what I do. First one in, last

the office, I head to the underground parking. No one is

she lives. I printed off a copy

I should be doing is typing those digits

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

she

could 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

must be her

looks. Every now and then Faye will say something to put a