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command a room. There was no missing her.
     
    “Drinks all around!” she cried out. “And don’t forget to tip my girl heavily! She deserves it!” I laughed, pouring rows of shots for the cheering women. I had the feeling a lot of liquor would be flowing.
     
    Once I’d finished and they settled into their regular drinks, Mac gave me the eye. In all the rushing around I had forgotten that there was something she wanted to talk to me about. I called over to my partner, working the other end of the bar, and told her I needed to take fifteen. It was the first time I was leaving my station since I walked into the place.
     
    “Walk with me, talk with me,” I said, hurrying to the ladies’ room. “It’s been all night and all of a sudden, I really have to go!”
     
    Mac laughed. “Okay, but I can only talk if we have privacy in there.”
     
    I eyed her suspiciously. “What the heck is this all about?”
     
    “It’s pretty personal.” She looked dead serious.
     
    “All right. We won’t use the public rooms. Come here.” I led her to the private bathroom reserved for management. The manager wasn’t in, so I knew I’d be able to get away with it. I bundled her in and shut the door behind us.
     
    “Wow, it’s nice in here,” Mac said, surveying the comfortable room. “Nicer than the public rooms.”
     
    “Because the public doesn’t use it.” I laughed. Women were the worst sometimes, especially when they were drunk and didn’t care if they left toilet paper all over the floor. “Okay, so talk.”
     
    She turned her back to let me do my business in a little more privacy. “I heard something at work today. Some guys were talking about it. And I thought of you.”
     
    “Um…okay. Could I have some more details?”
     
    She sighed, fidgeting. I knew that fidget, even when I was only looking at her back. She had something to say but didn’t know how to say it. She didn’t think I would like it. I braced myself.
     
    “Okay, so, like, here it is. Keep in mind, I don’t mean anything by this and if you don’t wanna do it I totally understand. I’m only bringing it to your attention since you were the first thing I thought of when I heard about it. But I’m not saying you should. It’s just I know you need the money.”
     
    My eyes narrowed. “What did you have in mind?” I stood, crossing to the sink to wash my hands. “You can look at me now, you know.”
     
    She turned slowly, and from the way she frowned, I knew she was serious. “Well, it’s a way to make money. A lot of money, actually. The guy who was talking about it, he said he heard of a girl making twenty-five thousand dollars.”
     
    “The only way for a woman to make that kind of money is either by selling drugs or herself. Which one is it?” I crossed my arms, smirking.
     
    “Herself. Actually, her virginity.”
     
    My mouth gaped open. “Virginity? You can’t be serious.”
     
    “Hear me out! Please!” I had been two seconds away from pushing past her and ripping the door open, but she stopped me even though with my boots I came in nearly a foot taller than she was. She took a deep breath. “It’s an auction. Girls auction off their virginity for a ton of cash. Michelle, I know you’re not that kind of person. But I know how much you need the money, too. I wouldn’t bring it to you if I didn’t know how much trouble you’re in.”
     
    I was furious. Auction off my virginity? I wondered if my best friend knew me at all. “Why would I wait twenty-six years to have sex only to auction it to some loser who has to pay for a woman to sleep with him?”
     
    “That’s the thing. It’s not like that at all. These are discerning men. Usually pretty well off. I don’t know how they find out about it—I’m not sure I want to. It has to be some underground grapevine sort of thing. They can get a woman, easy. But they don’t want an easy woman. They want a different sort of experience.”
     
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