Before I sell myself to the devil, I have to see my mom just in case anything happens. Scarlett is so sure that all will be okay, but honestly, I don’t even know who Scarlett really is, either. I am beginning to have all these doubts about my decision, but I keep tossing them aside. This really is the only choice that I have left. I cannot go on the way I have been.
The elevator dings, and the door opens. I greet the desk nurse, as always, and head straight to my mother’s room. The first thing I notice are the flowers. I smile and make my way over to mom’s bed, grabbing the chair as I pass it. Even the room smells nice from the floral arrangement. “Hello mom. I have some news to tell you, and you are not going to be happy about it, but it needs to be done.” I glance toward the door to make sure it had shut behind me and then I take her hand, “I made the decision to sell my virginity. I will be going to the auction house tonight and a buyer will offer me no less than one million dollars to have my virginity.” Wetness hits our enclosed hands making me realize that I am crying, “I know that this isn’t what you wanted for me, mom, but I have no choice. All I ever wanted to do was to save it for the man I love, but Knox isn’t coming back, mom. So, I figured I might as well get rid of it and make money while I do it.” I try to joke about it, it isn’t anything to joke about. My heart is literally breaking. Deep down, I know that one day I will see Knox again, but it is going to be too late. “They are shutting down the hospital, mom. I need to find you someplace else to go where you will have good care. If I don’t do this, then I will have no choice than to break my promise to you. I will have to put you in a nursing home, and I know you don’t want that.” I grab a tissue from the nightstand and blow my nose. “I wanted to come and see you, and to inform you of my decision before I go home and get ready, because I am not sure how soon I can come back to see you. The agreement is that I have to stay with my buyer for a month. I am told that I will still be able to visit you, but just in case, I wanted to see you. I love you mom, and I pray that you can forgive me. If there was another choice, I would gladly take it.” I only stayed a few minutes longer before I had to leave to get ready for tonight’s event. My heart is breaking for a mother who I know can hear her daughter tell her that she is selling something so precious to her. I hate to be a disappointment, but I am doing this for her. Hopefully one day she can forgive me. I leave her room with a heavy heart and hope that I can see her again real soon.My decision to join the auction was made out of necessity, but I should have thought it through a little while longer, or at least chosen to join Friday’s auction, instead of the one being held tonight. Preparations are going to take a few hours since it has been a long time since I have pampered myself. Exfoliating, plucking, shaving every nook and cranny, and of course, giving myself a mani/pedi is all necessary before I walk out on that auction block.
I am on my hands and knees, digging through the totes at the bottom of my closet, trying to find the supplies that I need to pamper myself. I know they are here, but it’s been so long. I don’t think I have used any of it since moving into this apartment. I am just about ready to scream out my frustration when I see a tote labeled ‘Self-Care,’ on the very top shelf of the closet. Relief washes over me and I quickly grab a kitchen chair to use so I can reach the tote. As I spread the items out on the countertop, I open one of the caps to smell the fragrance. “Whew, this must be really old!” I move the tube away from my nose. I look at all the items, knowing that they are all outdated, but I have no choice but to use them. I will just have to make sure I wash with my good-smelling bodywash afterwards and use plenty of my scented lotion and body spray, to help cover up any musty stench from the old stuff. Really wishing I had the money to get a good wax job done, I change out the razor blade for a new one and start to lather myself up. Praying I don’t nick any body parts, I give each area special attention as I remove every hair needing gone. Only when I run my hand over a smooth surface do I move on to the next area. My lady bits are the worst area, and the one that takes the longest. Granted, it isn’t the a****n, but it’s more than I know men want on a woman. That thought leads me to thinking about how come tomorrow, I most likely won’t be a virgin, anymore. I mean, I would think that my buyer would want to have his way with me as soon as we get to his place, but that is only a guess. I’m beginning to get nervous, and a little excited at the same time. I wonder how it is going to feel. My mother told me about the birds and the bees when I was still in high school, and she said that I might feel a little pain my first time. Will my buyer be gentle my first time? Then my thoughts go to whether or not my buyer will be young or old; good-looking or not. Oh my God! What if he is old and ugly? Am I going to be able to go through with it? And…I just succeeded in freaking myself out. “You can and will do this!” I sternly tell myself, “It’s what needs to be done!” Seriously, I’m a twenty-four-year-old virgin with no boyfriend. What else am I going to do with my virginity? Why not make a lot of money while getting rid of it? The money is more important at this point. As for my pride…I am well past giving a shit. I’m doing this for Mom, and nothing more. How do I know that I won’t enjoy this? I’ve always been more on the careful side but wishing I could be more spontaneous. Well. Here is my chance to be just that and pray that this doesn’t backfire somehow. Before I can scare myself into cancelling once again, I set my mind on finishing up. I realize that I’m running out of time, and I cannot miss that bus.“Stop moving so much, Miss Kramer!” The makeup artist that was assigned to me chastises, “Miss Scarlett will have my hide if I have you go out there looking like Bozo the Clown!” A nervous giggle slips from my lips as I try to stay still. I have been nothing but a bundle of nervous energy since I walked through the door. Baldy, as I like to call him, the ever-present guard outside, radioed that I had arrived, and no sooner had I stepped in the door, I was being whisked away for hair and makeup. The more time that ticked by, the more nervous I got. “I am really sorry.” I try to apologize to the man with a makeup brush in his hand, who is glaring down at me. All he does is roll his eyes and continues to work on my eyes. I am not used to being pampered, or wearing a lot of makeup, but Scarlett says that we need to be able to stand out under the bright lights of the stage. She says that the prettier the treasures look, the more the buyers will pay. I guess that makes
(4 Hours Earlier) Unknown I’m sitting in my office when there is a knock at the door. Without waiting for my command, one of my colleagues and best friends, Merrick, enters and takes a seat in front of my desk. He doesn’t say anything, so I wait until I am done typing up the last paragraph for the project that I am working on, before turning my attention to him. “What is it?” I ask, annoyed. “It’s really happening this time.” Merrick informs me. “What do you mean, it’s really happening?” I sigh heavily. Merrick likes to annoy the fuck out of me when he has information that may be important to me. “Your girl, Aria. Her Bio just went up on the Scarlett’s Treasures website. She will be at the auction tonight.” He furrows his brows, knowing how this is going to affect me. My heart feels as though it stops for a moment, “You’re sure about this?” I can’t believe that she would actually go through with it. My guys have been keeping tabs on her for the last few years,
For a moment, I think my mind is playing tricks on me as I stare at the two gorgeous men outside my door. When the one greets me, I know it isn’t a trick. Man Bun and Faux Hawk from the diner stand before me with identical smirks. That is the only identical aspect of the two, though. They are both in a clean-cut suit. Man Bun’s is a dark gray with a maroon shirt, and Faux Hawk is in a black suit with a deep pink shirt underneath. Now that they are standing side by side, Man Bun has at least four to five inches on Faux Hawk. I’m literally just standing here, gawking at the two men, when Faux Hawk’s chuckle brings me back to the moment, causing me to blush. “I think she likes what she sees, Merk. What do you think?” he glances at his friend before his eyes return to me. “Oh, I know she does.” Man Bun, or Merk, replies with a cocky smile. He shrugs out of his jacket and steps towards me. “It’s a little chilly outside, and I would prefer it if you didn’t show off your
Being here with these two men, and listening to them tell me what they are expecting, has me more nervous than I have ever been in my life. It is also making me tingle in places that shouldn’t be tingling. I sold my virginity because I felt I had no other choice, but now I am not sure that I can go through with it. I don’t know which one plans on doing the actual deed, but I feel as though neither of the two men in front of me will be gentle if they were to take it. Which only leaves the third friend, the one that I have yet to meet. Movement catches my eye as Jory moves to stand behind me. His body is so close that I can feel his heat on my back. He leans down and brings his lips to my ear, “One more thing, Aria. We like our woman naked at all times.” My head whips to the side so I can see his face to see if he is joking, but all I see is him raise an eyebrow. I try to speak, but no words form. I close my mouth and then open it to try again, but still, nothing. I feel the
The sunlight filtering in through the windows wakes me up earlier than I would like it to. I lift my arms above my head and stretch my body as far as it will go. Instead of getting up though, I snuggle in deeper into the covers and just lay there until my bladder tells me to get up. Something feels different though. My eyes snap open and I yank the covers from my face. I’m not in my room, and it takes a moment for me to remember where I am. Groaning, I pull the covers back up. “What the hell are you doing, Aria?” I ask myself aloud. My bladder begins to wake up, so I slowly crawl out of bed and head over to the dresser. Pulling open the top draw, I slam it closed right away. I begin opening all the others until I get to the last one, but there isn’t one article of clothing in any of the drawers. The only thing this dresser contains are sex toys! Looking around the room, my eyes land on another door. “Please let it be a closet full of clothes!” Yanking the door open, d
It turns out that it will only be the three of us eating breakfast at the table this morning. Merrick received a text saying not to expect their friend to join them, but that he would like for one of them to escort me to his office once I have finished eating. Merrick gave me permission to stand and take the seat beside him, but he wouldn’t let me feed myself. Frowning the whole time, I open my mouth every time he brings the fork towards my mouth. I felt like such a baby. I really hope he doesn’t have some kind of daddy fetish, because I will have to walk if that’s the case. There is no way I’m going to act like a baby and call him daddy. Well, calling him daddy could possibly be hot, but not in that setting. When he’s finished eating, Merrick pushes his chair out and stands up, “Jory will take you to the office when he is done, Baby Doll. I have a pressing matter to attend to, but I will be back in a few hours.” I look up at him and admire him in the light blue button-down dres
KNOX(Aria’s first night) She didn’t realize it, but I sat in the chair, watching her sleep from across the room. It wasn’t until the sun started to peak that I got up quietly and left. I know it may sound as though I am a stalker, and maybe it is a little creepy, but I needed to see her. It was essential for me to be able to watch her and take in as much as I could without her knowing. My sanity wouldn’t allow anything less. It may not seem like it, but she is safe here, within these walls. We protect what is ours, and she will soon come to realize it. It feels like a lifetime ago when I last held her in my arms and protected her. We were best friends, but deep down we were more than that. We never put a label on it, we just knew that she was my person, and I was hers. Neither one of us dated throughout high school; there was no need when we did everything together. Reminiscing about that last night is all I’ve done since I left Aria... (Flashback)8 Years Ago My pa
Knox (cont.) There was no intimacy between us up until this point, and that was okay, because we were both fine just being around each other. We had discussed it, though. I was moving away, and she wanted to give herself to me as a going away present, but I couldn’t do it. She was only sixteen. I didn’t want her making that decision only because I was leaving. It’s not that I didn’t want her, God knows how many times I went home and jacked off in the shower after spending an evening in her presence. I go back to my earlier thoughts of our last day together, and the promise that she made to me... (Flashback cont.) I check out Aria as I hold the car door to my Monte Carlo open for her. Spring is still a few weeks away, so there is a chill to the evening air, but that didn’t stop her from wearing a sleeveless dress that hugs her perfect figure. It reaches to right above the knees. It’s deep blue in color that matches the blue in her eyes. She paired the dress with a croppe