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.

everything for this place and

one is much like the one

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

way to get Faye

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 been

employment portfolio were exemplary, the best I’d

I’m the boss.

It’s simple.

her work for

the relevant calls. Tomorrow morning when Faye reports for work, 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

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

I do. First one

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

know where she lives. I printed off a copy of her

doing is typing those

Pulling up across the street, I see Faye. Turning off

though, she captures

wanted to. She’s chatting animatedly with the other girl. My PI’s information comes back to haunt me as I look at

must be her

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