MrD: Will you do anything I want if I agree to meet you?
BadApple: once only
MrD: You’d let me fuck you however I want?
I’ve never felt more disgusted with myself. Am I really going to whore myself out for an ally? That makes me no better than what Royal has said I am all along. Guess he was right about me.
But maybe it’s not so bad. Mr. D is not just any ally. He has money. Power. Things that turn me on anyway. Maybe he’s not old and gross at all.
I wish I’d asked Dixie about the Darlings who remain in Faulkner so I could narrow it down, but it’s a little late for that now.
BadApple: Not 4 a meeting. Only if u agree 2 help.
MrD: And what exactly is your plan to take down the Dolces?
BadApple: Whats ur plan? Besides ur little acts of voyeurism thru me. What r u doing w the info i give u?
MrD: All things in good time.
BadApple: u wont work w me even if I let u fuck me?
MrD: Games are so much more fun, don’t you think?
BadApple: I don’t like games. Im doing it with or without ur help. Just thought ud want in.
MrD: I want in you.
I stare at the screen, swallowing several times to keep my disgust down. Guess I’m not the only one laying it all out there today.
BadApple: So u’ll help me or not?
MrD: Patience, my little darling. If I can wait for you, you can wait for me. It makes the payoff that much sweeter.
BadApple: I’m basically offering 2 whore myself out 2 u, n ur saying no?
I’m so frustrated I could scream. My body is my only currency. I have nothing else to offer.
MrD: Don’t be discouraged. We will both get what we want.
BadApple: How do u kno?
MrD: You want out. I want in. It is inevitable.
BadApple: When? I don’t have all the time in the world.
MrD: You have another year and a half before you graduate. Don’t rush this. For now, keep giving me what I want, and I’ll keep giving you what you want. When the time is right, we will meet. I will fuck you, my little treat. I promise.
BadApple: I want 2 meet n make a plan 4 this
MrD: You want too much. I gave you a scholarship. That’s what you asked for. You haven’t repaid that debt. Don’t ask for more.
BadApple: k
I slam my laptop and jump up to pace my room. That did not go as well as I’d hoped. I thought the old perv would be slobbering on himself for a chance to fuck me. Guess even my body’s not that valuable.
But of course not. Rich guys get all the pussy they want.
Do I want too much? Ask too much?