Savannah's Savior: The Virgin Call Girls

The beginning of every cliché story…mom is sick…girl needs money to take care of mom…enters into an unsavory agreement for said money…except this wasn’t a story, this was my life.
And what was I supposed to do when I needed money to take care of my mom? Sell my body, of course…well, now this sounded like the beginning of a bad porno…and you know what? It sort of was…the porno part, at least, not the “bad.”
Oh, no, there was absolutely nothing bad about Chase, my best friend’s brother, my best friend’s hot brother. He also happened to be the one to buy me – well, save me.
And the gentleman that he was, that was all he planned to do with me. Too bad, I had other plans, the down-and-dirty kind of plans. And this was my one shot at finally being with the forbidden fruit that was Chase.
Good news…he didn’t live up to his name…I didn’t have to chase too hard. I just had to convince him that he’d already saved me…now it was time to break me.