New friend

"Whe'e here ?" Paris asked.

"In love girls brothel, silly !" The girl answered, like it was the most natural thing to say.

Paris, felt weak in her legs. What was she doing in such a place ? It sounded like a good place to have some fun, but... Wait !! No ! Why would she think that ?? And where was Ryan !! She needed him !

"Yu no me wellu ?"

The girl smiled even more and jumped like a little girl on Christmas.

"I sure am ! We're besties !" She said

"Yu now Wyan ?"

The blonde looked up, a finger on her lip, her mouth open.

"Uuuh..."

Then, she hit her hand with her fist like she got a revelation.

"Oh, like, yer fuck friend ! That Ryan ?"

"Fuk f'ien ?!?" Paris almost fell from that revelation.

"Yeah ! You don't make that dude pay, so totally thought you were buddies ! Am, like, wrong ?"

The girl just confirmed her that she was now a whore, things really went out of control. The site fucked her over triple times, she needed to fix it. Even if she wasn't sure what to fix. She wanted to see Ryan, she needed him !

Paris left the blond girl and rushed out of the building. Dressed in such revealing clothes in the street, she felt incredibly ashamed, but at the same time, really horny.

"Where we goin' Paris, baby ?"

She looked behind her, and the blonde was there, just dressed with, stiletto sandals, a mini-skirt and a fur coat over her lingerie. She had followed her.

"Why yu here ?"

"Becos' it's so much fun bein' with you !"

Paris decided to ignore her and took a look around, she was in the red light district. twenty minutes on foot from the campus. She started walking and the blonde girl followed her again. When they left the block looks on them got more insistent, men were ogling at them and women looked pissed. It was difficult for Paris to keep her arousal in check with all those potential clients... No ! Fuck ! She was not a whore, she was a student and daughter of a rich family... A wave of sadness went over her, she had lost so much. She really needed to fix this. Maybe just make herself more sexually active, work as an escort... What was she thinking again ?

The two women reached the campus and Paris started to avoid being seen, she didn't want to be thrown out by security. Luckily, Ryan's house wasn't far from the entrance. She knocked at his window and not long after he opened in panic.

"Paris, Bambi ? What are you doing here ? Come inside !" He whispered.

So, her name was Bambi... what a fitting name, thought Paris, as she climbed in the room by the window. Inside, Ryan grabbed her face with both hand and brought her close to his.

"Paris, I love you, but you can't be seen around me, or on the campus for that matter !" He told her.

Paris brain froze. He told her he loved her. He never did that spontaneously... This sexy, handsome man, he told her he loved her... That site wasn't screwing her that much... What ! No ! She needed to focus ! Being sure he loved her was only one of the things she wanted... She wanted... his dick... No his... uh... she wanted... to be rich and successful... this is what she wanted... right ?