The next night I readied myself up again. Only this time I had bought a wig. I would go red headed and maybe I would be less likely to be noticed by anyone... "What are you doing?" I whipped my head around to see Rebecca leaning against my dresser. She was chewing gum and she was ready all dressed and ready. "What does it look like I'm doing?" I asked her as I put on some bright red lip stick. "You're not going out tonight," she said and she folded her arms. "Since when do you decide?" I asked and I looked at her. I put the wig on and messed it up a little to make it look a little more real. "Since last night. You're too young to be doing this," she said. "I'm not. I want to help... I'm not risking being thrown out of the apartment. It's about time I pay my own keep around here." "You're such a child!" "So?! You started at my age too!" "I did not! I was at least seventeen!" she spat. "You're fifteen! You can't be doing this. I won't allow it." "I don't need your permission..." I said and I looked out the window. She pushed her hair back with her hand and looked up at the ceiling. "I don't give a fuck. Do as you please," she said and she left the room. I sighed. She was right... I was too young. But... I needed to. I followed my sister down to the street corner. There were many cars that passed and many that stopped to spit and tease us. I felt humiliated... but all prostitutes probably felt the same. Just then a car pulled over and a tall man walked out. He had to be in his early twenties. My sister went up to him. "Anything I can do for you?" she asked in a low and sensual voice. "Nothing you will give will satisfy," he said looking her over. "But you on the other hand..." he began as he looked me over. "A nice red head like you might do me some good." Rebecca looked pale. She lightly touched his arm. "That girl... she can provide nothing. I can do..." "I don't want you!" he shouted and he pushed her aside. My heart began to pound. So this was the life Rebecca had been living... these kind of men... It made me sick. "I will be willing to go," I said. "For a price. What do you offer?" I asked. "Thirty for the night," he said. "Thirty is pocket change!" shouted Rebecca. "Don't take the offer," she said angrily. "Very well then," I said. "Jane! What is wrong with you! There's no way you are going to spend all night for thirty!" "She's right. I'll pay three hundred," said a voice. My heart stopped in my chest. I turned around to see Mr.Quinn. "You!" I shouted. "Why?! Why are you here again?!" "I want you," he said. He grabbed my wrist. "Come. You'll be accompanying me," he said and he led me to his car. He shoved me inside and slammed the door behind me. He was angry... I could tell. He opened his door and got in. He turned on his car and sped away just like he had the previous night. "You jerk! What the hell?!" I shouted. He pushed me down in my seat. "How dare you! I thought you might have learned something from what I've been saying! Selling your body is not your only option!" "How dare me?! How dare you!" I screamed. "You shove me into your car! And I suppose you're going to take me back to your house! And then what? Another sleep over?" He didn't answer. "Fine. I don't give a shit..." I whispered. "I don't care. But I beg you don't do this again." He still didn't answer. I crossed my arms. Damn. He was making me nervous. "Just sit," he said as we entered the house. I did as I was told and I sat on his living room sofa. "Tea? Coffee? Water?" he asked. "No thanks," I said and I turned away. I felt awkward again and I squirmed on the sofa unsure of what to do. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I don't understand why you won't just let me be." "Is it wrong for me to protect a student? You could be arrested and sent to a girls institute and beaten. Would you rather that?" he asked. "No..." "Then shut up and deal with it," he said and he took a sip of his water. "But I'd like to make money. I wouldn't mind sleeping with people... I mean..." "You're a virgin aren't you?" he asked. "Well yes... but..." "Then I advise you not to be as stupid as to lose your virginity to some random person..." "I-I will do as I please!" I shouted. "Don't not go there with me!" he shouted angrily. "You are not my father! I do not have to listen to you! I am old enough to do this and I am perfectly fine in doing it!" I said harshly. "That's it!" he said and he stood up, dropping his water. "What are you doing..?" I asked as he drew nearer to me. "Doing what you want," he said and he pushed me down onto the sofa. "Mr.Quinn?!" He lay over top of me and violently tugged at my clothes while kissing my neck. He undid his tie and tossed it to the ground and looked at me. "D-don't..." I whispered. He didn't stop and he continued tugging at my shirt and kissing my neck. He lifted my skirt and moved his hands over my thighs. "Mr.Quinn..." I said. I could barely speak. "Please... Please..." He still didn't stop. "PLEASE JUST GET OFF ME!!" I screamed and I pushed him as hard as I could off of me. He fell to the ground and he groaned. "F-forgive me..." I said quietly. "You stupid child," he said and he looked up at me. "This is what will happen when you go to some man's house. But I wasn't even going that bad on you. Think of what he will do. And he will not stop," he said. Tears streamed down my cheeks. "I just want to help..." "I know. But there are some things you just need to consider. Understand?" I nodded. He held his arms out to me and I went to him. He lightly placed his as around me and held me close while he lulled me in his arms. "You're too young to be doing things like this. One day you'll get hurt. Just listen to me..." I nodded. And soon after, I fell asleep in his arms. He was such a kind person. It made me happy.