Selling My Virginity to A CEO

My name is Teresa Thompson. I am 19 years old and studying accounting at the public university in my city. Right now, I am walking through a nightclub, overwhelmed by nerves. Tonight will be the night I sell something very precious to any woman... her virginity. It wasn't easy to make this decision, but I didn't see many options available to me. How did I end up in this situation? How did I end up in a nightclub full of wealthy men who like to buy the virginity of young girls to satisfy some kind of strange fetish? Well, it's not something that happened overnight; it had been building up for years. My parents got married young, due to an unplanned pregnancy. My mother had my brother at 16 and me at 18. Because of the two children she had, my mother couldn't enjoy much of her youth nor attend university, as she had to take care of us at home. My father was in a similar situation to my mother. He had to get a job to support his children and could only attend a public university due to the expense of raising two children. Neither my father nor my mother could pursue their youthful dreams; instead, they had to raise my brother and me. This perhaps didn't please my father much, but that was the situation. The years passed. My family wasn't rich, but not poor either; we were right in the middle class. My childhood was relatively happy, and everything was going well until my father abandoned us 3 years ago, when I was 16. The woman he left us for was a young teacher who taught at the high school I attended. She was pretty, while my mother had neglected herself over the years. Perhaps my father saw in that woman a youth he hadn't lived or maybe something else. The truth is, he ended up abandoning the family. He only sent us a text message saying he was tired and wanted to regain the excitement of life... we haven't heard from him since. My father's abandonment didn't sit well with the family. He was our breadwinner, so his abandonment affected us severely. My brother, who had just entered university, ended up partially dropping out because he had to find a part-time job to help support the family. He wasn't the only one. My mother and I also went out to work part-time, either as waitresses or cashiers in restaurants. Due to the lack of education, we couldn't aspire to anything bigger at that time. My mother decided to pursue a degree online while working to aim for something greater, and thanks to the 3 part-time jobs we had, we were able to pay the household bills. Things weren't going well, but they weren't going badly either, at least until a year ago, when my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Luckily for her, it was detected on time, but she needed treatment to eliminate it. From here, things went wrong. The cancer treatment was expensive, and our part-time jobs weren't enough to pay for the expenses needed to save my mom. Our savings were quickly depleting. Over time, my mother couldn't continue working because she needed to be hospitalized, so it was one less income to count on. Between my brother and me, we needed to pay for the expenses of our house, our food, and my mother's treatment, and with only the salaries from the part-time jobs we had, it wouldn't be enough to cover so many expenses. I was at my limit, and I didn't know what to do until a friend from university came to me with a suggestion. She first asked me if I was still a virgin. Answering that question made me a bit embarrassed. I was a 19-year-old girl in the 21st century, and it was rare to still be a virgin at my age. I swallowed my embarrassment and admitted that I was, and then she told me I could sell my virginity to the highest bidder. She knew certain clubs of wealthy gentlemen who had the fetish of taking young women's virginity for the pleasure it gave them. If I urgently needed money, she could recommend me to them and thus get a good amount of money in a single night. I was shocked when I heard that she herself had sold her virginity some time ago. She told me how much she had been able to get, and I was stunned by the amount. Mother and her part-time job wasn't enough to cover it, not to mention all the other household expenses. It took me several days to make up my mind, but in the end, I made up my mind to sell my virginity, and I told my friend to recommend me. I didn't tell my brother or my mother what I was going to do; if they knew about my plans, they would most likely try to persuade me not to do it, and I didn't want to hear their words. Neither of them had a solution to our problems, but I did. Selling my virginity could reduce our financial problems; it couldn't completely solve them, but at least it could help for a while. When the day came for me to go to the nightclub, my friend told me I should dress up as best as I could; the better I looked, the more money I could earn, so I spent the whole afternoon trying on different dresses and putting on the best makeup I had. I put on a red, low-cut dress because red is the most striking and exciting color, so I decided to wear it for tonight. When I was finally ready, I met up with my friend, who took me to the nightclub where I met the supervisor, who explained all the rules to me. First, I had to go through an inspection, where a woman in her 30s confirmed I was a virgin as I claimed; the club had a reputation to maintain, so they had to ensure everything was perfect. Once my virginity was confirmed, I was told to wait with the other girls, who would be called one after the other, at the stage where their virginity would be auctioned. Three girls had already gone before me, and I was nervous, as I was next. "Teresa! You're next!" said a woman in her twenties, as she looked at me. "Here we go." After saying this, I started walking toward the stage, my heart racing.