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 and to become the man

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

holds that air of innocence around

shouldn’t be happening, but I couldn’t get Malcolm’s words out of my head. He’d

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

way

resume noted that she’d been a waitress, worked in a coffee shop and bakery, and also worked at a local theater collecting tickets. Her degree program had

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 myself, which is

finish up the day in the office, and once everyone

what I do. First one in,

underground parking. No one is

I now have, I know where she lives. I printed off a copy

is typing those digits into my

up across the street, I see Faye. Turning off my headlights, I see she’s walking

though, she

way too short, but at least I know 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 haunt me as I look

must be her

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