The Chalet

| May 28, 2018


I don’t know why I accepted his invitation we had only just met and going away with him for a ski weekend was a little scary considering the way it all started. I’m not a prostitute, just a struggling student and I’d let him and his friend have me at a frat party that I was paid to attend. It was no big deal to me, I like sex and I like to party, so why not mix the two and pick up a little cash in the process. There was something different about this guy. He was so unlike most of the frat boys I meet. Even after he and his buddy did a double on me, he treated me like his high school sweetheart. It was a little unnerving and I thought he was strange to say the least but my best friend talked me into going and the rest, as they say, is history.


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