Prologue

I couldn't tell you who I lost my virginity to. I couldn't tell you how many people I've had sex with, or with who. I don't know all the places, rich or poor. I don't know who was handsome, who was ugly, who was a flirt. I don't know how many nights I woke up in someone else's bed.

I can tell you how much money I've made. I know who pays the most. I can tell you who requests me the most. I can tell you why I do this. I can tell you that I don't want to do this.

But I need the money, because three years a go when I started at the University of Southern California, I almost didn't go because I knew I didn't have the money. It was a shot though, at an excellent school, and I wasn't about to give up.

That's when I met Kaine Smith. My handler, or pimp, or whatever you want to call him. He was waiting outside the door after my college visitation. I was only visiting, my science teacher payed for my plane ticket down there. Mr. Saple wanted me to go there more than anything, and I decided to visit.

Kaine caught me at the door and he told me about his "business". It didn't take much convincing. I was in.

So that's how Cassandra Ryine Snow became a prostitute.