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

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

holds that air

but I couldn’t get Malcolm’s words out of my head.

even though I know Dean, my best friend,

has to be a way to

shop and bakery, and also worked at a local theater

employment portfolio were exemplary,

I’m the boss.

It’s simple.

her

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

in the office, and once everyone has

I do. First one

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

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

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

little computer lady tells me. Pulling up across the street, I see

though, she

wanted to. She’s chatting animatedly with the other girl. My PI’s information comes back

young girl must

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