After School (Chloe PoV)*

There was a reason why I tried to take care of business after school. I could go home and let my Gift wind itself down naturally. Getting through four periods of bullshit when your body was wired on an emotional high was almost painful. Mr. Braun’s class was especially painful. I was glad I sat at the front of class so I didn’t have to look at Jake. I didn’t want to see how he looked at me. It seemed there was a no-win situation there. Either I would look back and see disgust and disappointment, or I would see nothing. I didn’t know which was worse. At least the disgust would show that he felt something towards me. Had some nugget of care that I permanently ruined.

The bell rang and I darted out of class. I made it halfway to the next class before a shoulder-check sent me careening into the locker. Looking at the offending shoulder, I found it attached to Evelyn. Course it was her. The woman hated me.

“Watch it, slut.”

I smiled at her. Shit, why not? I felt great. The girl gave me a disgusted look. Muttering something to her posse of bitches, they continued on. Giving up with only that? Today wasn’t so bad after all. I suppose the irony of the situation was her boyfriend was one of my regulars. Wonder how she would have reacted if she knew her boyfriend was dropping over twelve hundred a month to shove his dick in me. She thought she was such hot shit because she was one of the hottest girls in school and I had her boyfriend begging me to let him have more sessions.

Four was the hard limit a month. For one, way too much demand. Crazy how much these rich assholes were willing to drop for a day or so of euphoria. The main part was that too much of a good thing was bad. I had to be careful I wasn’t frying anyone’s pleasure centers. That included me. I had an innate sense that my Gift wasn’t going to short any wires upstairs or anything but I wasn't going to test that. The real threat came from losing myself. I could handle two or three guys in a short period, but it got harder and harder to maintain control of myself the shorter the period. If I didn’t give myself some time to come down from one euphoria bump, the next one would hit even higher and take longer to come down from. The one after even higher.

I had some pep in my step as I continued off to my next class. It was only when I entered class that I remembered I was supposed to be angry with myself.

God. I couldn’t even spiral into self-loathing properly.

I did my best to get angry at myself. Reminding myself that someone like Jake could never like me. Nothing worked. I felt good and nothing was going to sour my mood until this euphoria balloon ran out of air.

I suppose I could have paid attention to math, but I didn’t have the heart to. I had an A anyways. Instead, I filled my thoughts with Jake. I wonder what he had been about to ask before Tyler ruined it. I didn’t want to hope, but I was riding high. Was he asking me out? It certainly sounded like it. Imagine, actually going on a date with a guy! One who didn’t treat you like a hit off a bong that was being traded around the room to whoever wanted it.

Today ruined that. Fucking Tyler. God! I hated that I couldn’t even be mad at the guy. Not yet anyway. I should blacklist him as punishment.

The bell rang and I gathered my stuff. I was about to head out when I heard my name. Looking over, I found Mr. Herman beckoning me over.

“Yes?” I asked as I stood beside him.

He lowered his glasses to look at me. No idea why he wore the damn things if he was never going to use them. “We have an exam coming up.”

Right. He said something about that in class. “I know.” His eyes lingered on me and I smiled. I couldn’t help it and I knew a part of me was frustrated. Ignoring it was easy though. “When’s a good time for you so we can…review?” He gave me a smile that so many men did. The smile of a man who was getting what he wanted. “This is a rather big exam… Very important.”

My smile faltered. Old fuck was trying to mooch a second session off me. If there was one thing that could cut through the euphoria, it was greed. “I think I’ll get everything after one review, Mr. Herman.”

Leaning back, he sighed in disappointment. “Fine. Monday after school?”

I grinned. “It’s a date!” His eyes roamed over my body one last time before he waved me away. I knew I should feel disgusted by the prospect of sleeping with a guy over twice my age, but that was a problem for later me. The me that wasn’t high off a euphoria bump. Mr. Herman wasn’t the only adult abusing his position. I rotated through the entire male admin team at least once every two months or so. It sucked, but it was necessary. It was the only thing that kept me from getting expelled and them turning a blind eye to my business venture. I got away with a lot of stuff around school, so I had that going for me.

What sickened me wasn’t that I let these old farts fuck me, it’s that I let them do it for free. Free! The economics teacher would call it the cost of doing business, and it sucked.

With school over, I headed for the infirmary. The nurse always left the moment the final bell rang so it was a good place to set up shop. I had a key, so I could come and go whenever I wanted. Oliver and Braylen were waiting for me. I was a bit confused seeing the two of them. Had I booked two in the same slot? Could have sworn I only had one. That was bad. I was supposed to meet Jake in the library after. Two bumps were rough enough on their own, but the one from lunch was still going strong.

“Gentlemen,” I said with a smile as I passed. “Wait long?” I asked as I unlocked the door to let them in.

“I better be going first,” Oliver said as he went into the room.

“Fuck that. I’m going first.”

“Boys, boys, no need to argue,” I said with a giggle as I closed the door. Hilarious how these guys acted so disgusted by me, yet clawed and clamored over each other to get a turn. Bet I could get them to beg if I wanted to. Spinning on my heel, I could feel my skirt rise as I turned to face them. It had the desired effect. Both pairs of eyes were down on my legs. “Plenty of me to go around.”

“I’m not paying two-fifty to get some sloppy fucking pussy,” Oliver said as he crossed his arms.

My smile vanished as I looked at him. “You won’t get any pussy for two-fifty. Price is three hundred now.”

“Fuck that!” I wasted no time gesturing to the door. He didn’t move as he pulled out his wallet. I almost smiled at that, but managed to hold back. So hard with the earlier bump making everything great. Oliver was only talking a big game because there was someone else there. Oliver was the perfect customer: **** and rich. I probably could have charged him double or triple and he'd pay it in a heartbeat.

Braylen paid up and soon I had twelve hundred in my pocket. I glanced at the time. How long would Jake wait for me? Even if I managed to get each one off in less than ten minutes, the euphoria bump was going to knock me out of commission for at least thirty minutes. Maybe forty if the lunch one was stronger than I expected.

My attention went back to the boys who were grumbling to themselves. I turned up the charm and gave them a wide smile. “Say, would you two be interested in slashing the price to a hundred each?” It was almost painful for me to say, but some things were more important than money.

Holy shit. I can't believe I seriously thought that.

Oliver looked interested, but Braylen was smart enough to know where this was going. “Aw, hell no! I’m not doubling up with some pasty ass white boy.” The moment he said that Oliver realized what I was saying and his face twisted in disgust. It was too late though. He was mimicking Braylen, that's all.

I figured I would get resistance, but I wasn’t going to give up that easily. Taking them both at once would save time and only trigger my Gift once. Sure, they would only be getting half the result, but they didn't need to know that. I needed to sweeten the pot.

“Not even if I let you do it raw?” That got Braylen’s attention. Oliver didn’t seem swayed, still going on Braylen's old reaction. Fortunately, I knew what levers to pull for him. “I’ll even strip for this.” There was a two hundred dollar fee for me to get naked. Between that, the discount, and the no-condom fee, I was leaving a thousand dollars on the table.

That I felt in my chest.

Oliver looked over to Braylen, who shrugged. “Fine.”

“I’m down.”

I let out a breath. Giving them each two hundred back hurt. A deal was a deal. Probably wouldn’t have been able to do it if not for the lingering effect of my Gift from lunch.

I clapped my hands together, a wide smile on my face as I looked from one to the other. “Now that business is taken care of, how about we enjoy a little pleasure?”