After the discussion with Bert, I called Deb the next evening. She invited me over. Her apartment, shared with Alex, was just a block away.
After selecting an adult beverage that Alex had secured by mysterious means, we sat in the living room to talk. I gave a summary of the discussion I'd had the previous night. They were not surprised.
Alex replied, "My sisters have already told me that I would need to accompany one of them to negotiate a deal on beer to be delivered. I was told to wear shorts and a halter top. The guy selling the beer likes big breasted ladies."
Deb said, "I'm assigned to work on the fund raiser for the shelter. My team leader told me to go with one of the seniors to learn how to negotiate with the TV station. She said to wear slacks and a thin top that would show the points of my nipples."
I replied, "I wonder what I'll be asked to do?"
Alex said, "I was at the house for a meeting last night. Four guys from an associated fraternity stopped in and went downstairs with six of my sisters. I went down about 20 minutes later to get a soda. They were all naked and having sex on the sofa, the top of a table and on the floor. All six women were busy. The guys were happy. I don't think they even saw me."
Deb asked, "If they had seen you, what would you have done?"
Alex replied, "I probably would have joined in. Those guys were handsome and well hung."
I asked, "Alex, are you still a virgin or haven't you told us something?"
"No, I had sex after a party in August. I was drunk at the time, but I remember him entering me. It hurt, but not as bad as it did the next morning."
Deb said, "Now that you've admitted that I guess I also have an admission."
We stared at her.
"I gave my virginity to my Phys Ed teacher just before I graduated."
I exclaimed, "Jeez Deb. Why did you do that?"
"I was working out late in the gym after school. I'd done that several times. He came in and begin lifting weights near me. We talked and he told me I was only going to get a 'D' in gymnastics. I was surprised and begged him to give me at least a 'B' so I could still be the valedictorian. I would lose it, otherwise.
"He said, 'I'll tell you what. If you do me a favor, I'll do that for you.' He wanted to have sex with me. He said that he'd been watching my boobs grow for four years and just had to fuck me before I graduated. He asked how old I was and when I told him 18, he approached and touched my breasts. He begged. I was scared but being valedictorian was important to my parents. I let him go ahead and do it. My hymen bled for several minutes, but he didn't care. That's when I learned about men. All that matters to them is pussy. I earned an 'A' in the class. I think he was lying to me."
I asked, "Was being valedictorian that important to you?"
"Not to me, I was already accepted here. But it was very important to my parents. My mother was valedictorian of her high school senior class. After I made straight A's for three years, that's all she could talk about."
After finishing the beer, I left for my place. My life suddenly felt depressing.
***
The following day, I called Mom. I had to get her advice. Should I keep my virginity and drop out of the sorority or accept the inevitable and stay in. I was very conflicted. I wanted Bert's advice to be what she would also say.
She told me that her situation was similar but that she had given her virginity to her long-time boyfriend before leaving for Yale. She had never shared that with me.
"Sweetheart, I'm afraid you're beginning to learn more than we wanted to tell you about real life. We tried, maybe too hard, to protect you and give you every chance to make your own decisions someday.
"Let me tell you about a friend of mine who's also a divorce attorney. She was in a tough negotiation for her client. It had dragged on and on. The abusive husband was demanding full custody of their two small children. Her client was also demanding full custody. Her client had overwhelming fear for her children.
"The judge asked to see this attorney in his chambers. When she sat down and explained her client's logic for custody, the judge stood and walked behind her chair and said, 'I have a solution.' He reached over and cupped her breasts and kissed her neck. She realized immediately that she needed to barter her body for her client. When the judge walked to lock his door, she took off her clothes and let him have his way. It took only a few minutes, and her client was given full custody. This judge had gone to Yale and was a classmate of the attorney.
I replied, "So this does happen in real life."
"Yes, it does. It's not ethical but it's often the only way to get a win for your client."
I was almost afraid to ask but had to know, "Mom, have you ever done that?"
"Jackie, that woman was me. I'm not proud of it but I had to trade temporary use of my body for my client. Her husband killed a woman just six months later. I hate to think what would have happened if the judge had given those two lovely little girls to him."
