Will Ashley be convinced to follow her best friend down the rabbit hole and into a twisted and kinky lifestyle? Will Megan be able to deal with her daddy’s new obsession? Will Mark be able to handle not one but two rented teenage sex slaves?
“How does this work?” Ashley said, her eyes red and her lip quivering.
Megan was pulling her down the street by her hand, stopping every few steps and sighing deeply giving Ashley pep talks.
“It’s the easiest thing in the world. I know you’ve had sex before. In fact I know all three guys you’ve done it with. Trust me, it’s going to be awesome. You just go there and start making out with him and then he’d do all the work and then you leave with 500 buck!” she said pulling her best friend another twenty feet.
“But I don’t even know him. Like I’ve never even met him! What if I don’t want to do it when I get there?” she asked almost on the verge of crying.
“Then say ‘I don’t want to do this’ and he’ll drive us back to the mall,” Megan said, annoyed.
“But what if he doesn’t-like-think I’m pretty enough?” Ashley said, her biting her lower lip.
Megan rolled her eyes.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, come on! You’re, like, the prettiest girl I know!” she said even more agitated.
They walked a bit more, the whole time Megan pulling Ashley by the hand.
“What are you going to be doing? You’re not going to leave me alone there are you?!” Ashley said, suddenly hysterical.
“No! I’ll be right there, I mean, in the other room-” Megan thought about that, “I mean, I can even be in the same room if it will make you feel better,” she added.
Ashley’s red eyebrows furled at the thought.
“You’d do that?” she asked meekly.
Megan tried not to smile.
“You’re my best friend, I’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you,” she said, hugging Ashley.
They got to Mark’s house and stopped.
“Wow, it’s nice,” Ashley said in awe.
“I told you, he’s totally rich. He has a BMW and a boat and like a million dollars in stocks,” Megan said, ringing the doorbell.