“Depends on the bidding, but it would be a lot of zeroes.” Amusement laced her voice.
That statement made hope flare inside me. Could I really find a way to get ahead? To stop worrying about money? To breathe a little easier.
I decided to stop over-thinking and just do it. “Okay.”
“We’ll go shopping tomorrow to get you ready.”
Ready? What did I need to do to sell my body? “Ready how?”
“You’re going to need the right outfit.”
I frowned. “What kind of outfit?”
“Leave that to me.”
I huffed out a breath, a little relieved I had her here to give me the information I needed, and to guide me along the way. The last thing I wanted was to make a fool of myself. “Is there anything else I need to do to get ready?”
“Maybe,” she murmured as she contemplated what I’d need to do. “Maybe I should just come over. I’m guessing you’ve never had a Brazilian?”
I winced at her statement. “I’m a virgin. I’ve never had anyone.”
“Oh, my sweet summer child,” she said with a light bit of laughter. “You have no idea how much you need me right now.”
“I’m home if you want to come over.” I really did need her. I had no idea what I was doing.
“I’ll be there soon.” There was a pause, then. “Jessica?”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t know what is going on with you or why you need so much money, but I’m here if you want to talk about it.”
I did, but I was scared to open up, to show my sister in a bad light. I sighed. “Thank you. You’re already doing everything I need by getting me into this auction.”
“Love you, girl.”
“Right back at you.”
I hung up and tapped my phone against my chin, unable to believe I was really going to go through with this.