- I know a woman named Poison who works at an escort company.
My friend stated in a tone that she didn't know if it was serious or not.
But for me that wasn't a joke, I looked at her, my eyes shone at that moment, not at the idea of auctioning myself off to a stranger, but to earn some easy money.
- Who knows, maybe you can help. – Her friend said.
She looked like a temptress.
- You know, you're the type they're looking for, Melania. – Ivanka said.
- This is crazy, I don't know if you can do it or not, but it doesn't hurt to try.
- I don't believe it, there's smoke coming out of your head.
At that moment, Ivanka tossed her blonde hair back.
— Really ? Will I get a lot of money if I do this?
- I never thought that being a virgin at 22 could bring me something good.
Where my friend next to me was still trying to decipher if what I was saying was true.
- Who is still a virgin these days at 22? – Ivanka asked.
— That's because she's a nerd who only thinks about studying. — Melania said.
At that moment, Ivanka shrugged. “But as for the part about auctioning off your virginity, it’s pure negotiation. I heard that my father has this company, that if they like you, they won’t just auction off your virginity, they’ll hire you.” Ivanka said.
- It is serious, Ivanka, I want to, I'm going to do it, after all how bad can it be?
— Sure, possibly losing to an old man?
- I don't know, it might not be useful for anything, besides giving money, he might be an aggressive man.
- After all, this is less of a problem. – Ivanka said. – It shouldn't be anything new, losing your virginity to a future sugar daddy, he might like you and make a contract. – Her friend said.
— Yes — At that moment, I cut her off again. — Remember we heard your brother's conversation?
- You Do you know, when we went to lunch with your father when we went to your house, last Sunday?
My eyes shone with hope.
— You know that Thomas was saying that he was invited to be part of a new nightclub that was completely part of this sugar daddy club, right? —
Her friend arched an eyebrow.
— Yes, I know, that's exactly why I want to know if they have it there, is it official.
- You're part of a club. – Her friend said.
- My father is a partner. – Her friend said, but he is a businessman, these businesses involve another type of businessmen. – Her friend said.
- What kind of business are we talking about, exactly? – Melania asked her.
I want to be sure. – Melania asked her.
— Girlfriend, we're talking about mafiosos, tough guys.
- As far as I know, Thomas just went invited, all this, because he is the governor's spoiled son – My friend whispered.
We both knew that my brother loved to have contact with those questionable men...
— I know, and that's why you're going to help me by talking to him. - I asked through the pout on my lips.
— Are you serious? You're not bluffing, are you? — She insisted.
When he asked in a way as if he was trying to find some sign of bluff in me.
— No, Ivanka, call him, if not go with him, I'll look up how to do it on the internet, even though I don't want to appear on the internet.
- I don't want anyone I know to find out about this, just people I trust.
At that moment, Melania bit the corner of my lip, clasping my hand in a plea.
- I know, to maintain your name and reputation, okay, my dear little saint. – Ivanka said.
I slapped her hand away, my friend laughing and walked away.
- I hope you know what you're getting into. – Ivanka said.
— Ex-saint after what I'm going to do — I cut her off, seeing the huge mocking smile form on her lips, shiny with gloss.
Ivanka slept in the same room as me, she could have lived in one of the fraternities, but she didn't, she said she wanted the privacy of being able to sleep with me.
Since it was mostly silent and calm, it was better for her.
Even though she was the daughter of a rich, unscrupulous businessman with contacts and business dealings with the mafia, he still never talked about his business dealings, which were secret, after all, I thought he was also a mafioso.
My friend could even sleep at her parents' house, but she had enough influence to get a privileged place at NYU.
That was taking away all her fame and her reputation, she was privileged, the daughter of merchants
That was with her, we were together since the first year, I met her before coming here, when I intended to do an exchange, I met her online at a get-together.
It was when we initially didn't share the same room, until we had a subject in common.
Since she practically demanded that she switch rooms with her current roommate.
My friend had an unusual interest in my friendship with me, which seemed very strange, because sometimes she would send hints, but never forward the signal, she would sometimes make indecent touches, which I still find strange to this day, of course Ivanka managed it with just one call from her father to the college president, so she would always be by my side.
The Ivanov’s considered me a member of their family, I was Russian, a rich family of Russian oligarchs, but I didn't have the courage to be nosy.
That was asking too much of the people who helped me during those years I was here without my family.
- You know, it's okay, I 'll talk to Thomas, but let's leave my dad out of this, you know how he is with you.
- If he knows that Fyodor Ivanov never had the perfect daughter, I still don't understand why he doesn't ask Dad for help, he knows that he would even find a way to get a 100% scholarship...
- You know, no, Ivanka, I'm not going to take away this right that could belong to someone else, I'm going to do it my way, see to it for me.
Ivanka let out a long sigh, but ended up agreeing to my crazy plan.
I was looking forward to the negotiations that Ivanka was organizing.
It was a few days before Christmas, the snow was falling onto the streets, people were going out shopping.
Her friend, Ivanka, wanted me to come over after my auction date so I could spend Christmas with her and her family.
Leaving college, I saw people well dressed, with scarves, shopping bags, Christmas songs, Santa Claus in the stores, shopping malls and stores decorated, the city was decorated, there were ornaments, statues and countless monuments and parties in every direction.
There would soon be winter break for the Christmas festivities.
It was on that very day, 2 days before Christmas, that I received the paper to go to the Sex Auction meeting, her friend was there to deliver the said invitation to me, I went in a car borrowed from her, which dropped me off at the entrance, I handed it over to the affected receptionist.
I was taken to the room of the so-called Poison.
I was led through the entrance to the Entrance Hall, through the corridors towards an office.
The woman was surrounded by her two gorillas who were her bodyguards, those were two men on either side of her, Russians with golden hair in a ponytail, with an impressive height, more than 2 meters each of them, with their black suits, their muscular bodies, which were in their silhouette in their fabric stuck to their bodies.
It was a rich hotel, full of rich people, who had contact with the underworld, where it was full with a secluded room, where there was an auction in the background in a red-looking room, with curtains and carpets in bright colors, where in the middle of the inauguration of festivities of a private club there was what would be a disguised charity ball, where I learned that a parade and a sex auction would be organized.
That was an exquisite environment, I looked towards the woman who took me to the woman called Poison, the woman in question was a wealthy businesswoman, with a Russian accent, who looked me up and down.
- 22 years old and a virgin? – She asked again for the tenth time.
- Yes. – I answered with all my conviction for the hundredth time.
- So, I hope you don't mind taking her to a room so we can do the exam to be sure, okay? - Poison said.
- I have no problem with that. – Melania said.
- Let's take off our clothes and follow me, don't mind being naked, my doctor has already seen everything. - She said.
At that time, the bed in one of the suites had medical equipment, a medical room with a bed and all the medical equipment of a small hospital.
The man was tall, thin, bald, wearing a lab coat, already putting on gloves, waiting for me, looking at my body, evaluating me from top to bottom.
- Lie down there. – He said, approaching with Poison with his eagle vision, following me.
Yes, he parted my folds, inserted his finger, made small movements, not too deep, and said with appreciation.
- Without any penetration. – He said.
- It's over then. – Poison said.
- Go to the other room and get dressed. – The woman said.
- What if people like it?? – I asked.
- If anyone likes it, it won't be just for one night, but for a good, steady salary. – Poison said.
At that moment, I was guided, still naked, towards a room, another hotel room, where I could have a little privacy, where I just found a robe.