Virgin for Sale

Yeah, there are days I’m a dirty fucker, and I just can’t help it.

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Unpacking the Chinese food I’d picked up on my way over, I love what Faye has done with the place in such a short time. I’ve handled her old apartment landlord and whatever fee he thought he could charge her. The moving men had done a good job, but I’d supervised that as well.

The apartment no longer looks like a cold space but is filled with Faye and Kerry’s things. Several pictures cover the walls, and in the far corner of the living room, I see a stand filled with books. There is still plenty of space as they didn’t have lots to move. I saw the main bedroom that Faye had called dibs on, and even put a note on the other bedroom, telling Kerry it was hers.

“Where’s your sister?” I ask.

Kerry dips into one of the food cartons and takes a dumpling. “Shower. Don’t worry, she’ll be out in a minute. She has this mother hen syndrome. It means she can’t be gone from me all that long. I’m surprised she lets me go to school and doesn’t teach me at home.”

I don’t like this.

“Faye cares about you.”

“I know.”

“Then why don’t you start cutting her some slack? You don’t have a clue what your sister has gone through to help get you here.”

“Fucking the boss, please, I bet it’s not that hard.” Kerry snorts.

stare at this girl, and I shake my

sister, the girl that loves you and feels like a complete failure because

it! Everyone knows that, but listening to Kerry’s snort and derisive tone, I was fucking done. I get it. She’s a kid and has to be protected after what she’s gone through. But there comes a point when

“You don’t know that.”

know is I still have the damn sheets as well. Yeah, some seriously fucked-up shit.

Kerry jerks back.

could have been with anyone. There were security measures in place

you?” Kerry asks, staring

flourishing career in business, her virginity, her time, her life. All to

after I finish

was looking out

Everyone.

Teachers. Counselors.

teenage sister like it came natural to her. Everyone

done with her sister walking all over

love my sister?” Kerry looks at me, and

“Yes.”

“Does she know?”

“No.”

you tell