" Then why don't you sell me to your friends?" I'm not like Logan." I know." She smiled. "Don't you like having money to buy things?" Sure but..." I'm... yours, Austin. I want to please you." I'm not sure you being with other guys would please me." Yes, it would. Knowing that I'm your girl and I will do anything you want me to do with other guys yet at the end of the day I'm still your girl no matter what ... doesn't that excite you?"I had to think about it. "Maybe," I said but it did kind of. “Not going to work, you’ll drip glitter and my parents will kill me. Just get your nighty out and put it on. I’ll wash your clothes in the morning before you go home. The washer is too loud for me to do it now.”Samantha left the room ending the argument and also knowing Lila would never let her see her naked. The most she’d ever seen was a one piece bathing suit.Lila sighed knowing Samantha was probably right. She took her night shirt out and put her bag to her side. She looked around not. ”“Problem solved,” he chuckled, setting out his “closed” sign before turning back and adding the caramel and whip cream to the macchiato. “Turns out Creative Writing for fiction is my major, so you can just follow me this week.” Then he stammered, realizing what he had just offered, “I mean, that is, you don’t have to. If you want…”Before he could go any further, I nodded, “Yes! I’d love to.”Sitting next to him in class proved to be the most distracting thing I’d ever experienced. He looked. It seemed like a perfect chance for me to reverse all the damage her affair had done and maybe — just maybe — at last convince her to have real sex with me and eliminate my virginity. But now he was returning. When I went to the bedroom door to let her know that the bathroom was sparkling clean, she told me that he had done such a great job establishing new accounts that the company had given him a huge bonus and generous raise and that, at his request, returned the local account to him. In.