Filthy Prince — Sarah Jane

Time isn't on my side. I have no choice but to resort to extreme measures. It's not how I want to lose my virginity. I want the white picket fence and the happiness found in the groom to be. Damon is my final hope, but I can't tell him the truth. I don't even think I know his real name. It certainly doesn't hurt that he's handsome and has the kind of body I would love to start at the top and work my way down to the bottom. He won't show me his face. Is he bashful or is he trying to hide something from me? Samantha is that unattainable piece of fruit at the top of the tree. She's unspoiled and has a purity which draws me towards her like a moth to a flame. I don't know why she's doing it, but I can't in good conscience allow somebody else to claim the prize for his own. Money isn't the issue, but my loyalty to her father is in question. How can I possibly give her what she wants when I feel like I would be betraying a long-lasting friendship?