TheAntiRebel
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Brian held his head low has his father's Bentley Coupe drove into the parking lot of the small upper-class brothel and parked. "Come on, boy. No son of mine is going to University a virgin," his father, Garnett, said in a harsh tone.
"Dad, I really don't think-..."
"I mean, if you had just gotten in the pants of that cheerleader girl who showed up for a midnight skinny dipping session in our pool..."
"Dad, I don't-..."
"Or, that bookworm-type girl you dated for over a year. She always seemed a bit prude, now I've got to go get my son a whore because-..."
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, DAD!" Brian shouted, a group of executives walking past the car heard the shout and started giggling.
"Alright, lets do this, son," his Father said, and, he stepped out of the car. Brian waited in the car for several more long moments, before finally getting out and walked into the brothel. From the outside, and the lobby, it looked more like a nice restaurant that his imagination of what one of these places would look like.
He spotted his father, talking to an older woman, and he nervously put his hands in his pockets and stood sheepishly by the door. His father spotted him and trucked over. "Alright you goddamned pussy. I've taken care of the money and even picked out the girl for you. Go to room 3 and wait for her to show up."
And with that, he slapped the boy in the back and walked out. Brian looked around and headed through an open doorway and walked to Room #3 and sat down on the bed, his heart beating out of his chest now.
Bio
Name: Brian MacMillion
Age: 18
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 155 lbs.
Apperance: Brian is of an average build, but slightly on the lanky side. He has neatly kept brown hair and dark brown eyes that never seem to look anybody in the face.
Brian held his head low has his father's Bentley Coupe drove into the parking lot of the small upper-class brothel and parked. "Come on, boy. No son of mine is going to University a virgin," his father, Garnett, said in a harsh tone.
"Dad, I really don't think-..."
"I mean, if you had just gotten in the pants of that cheerleader girl who showed up for a midnight skinny dipping session in our pool..."
"Dad, I don't-..."
"Or, that bookworm-type girl you dated for over a year. She always seemed a bit prude, now I've got to go get my son a whore because-..."
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, DAD!" Brian shouted, a group of executives walking past the car heard the shout and started giggling.
"Alright, lets do this, son," his Father said, and, he stepped out of the car. Brian waited in the car for several more long moments, before finally getting out and walked into the brothel. From the outside, and the lobby, it looked more like a nice restaurant that his imagination of what one of these places would look like.
He spotted his father, talking to an older woman, and he nervously put his hands in his pockets and stood sheepishly by the door. His father spotted him and trucked over. "Alright you goddamned pussy. I've taken care of the money and even picked out the girl for you. Go to room 3 and wait for her to show up."
And with that, he slapped the boy in the back and walked out. Brian looked around and headed through an open doorway and walked to Room #3 and sat down on the bed, his heart beating out of his chest now.
Bio
Name: Brian MacMillion
Age: 18
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 155 lbs.
Apperance: Brian is of an average build, but slightly on the lanky side. He has neatly kept brown hair and dark brown eyes that never seem to look anybody in the face.
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