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Synopsis
Candice
and Susan thought they had it all, but they were dead wrong. Their lives were
in jeopardy the day they learned the daunting truth about one formidable man.
Candice, incognito, now occupies the penthouse
suite as the in-house call girl at Manhattan's
swankiest hotel. She rises to the top of her profession paying more attention
to the psychological longings of her clients. After all, sex is so much more
than just sex. Even though she has powerful men under her influence, Candice
still glances over her shoulder.
Susan, once a wealthy Atlanta socialite, played by the rules only
to be confronted with an unimaginable ultimatum. She snaps out of her charm school
coma realizing the last twenty-three years played like a sinister joke at her
expense. Now she has one goal. Stay alive.
One will survive.
VIRTUE takes you on a ride of sultry suspense.
Buckle up.
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EXCERPT FROM VIRTUE:
CHAPTER ONE
CANDICE: PREPARING FOR THE INTERVIEW
1983
New York City
No, I’m not a virgin, and no, I’m not
a prude, but I have slept with only three men.
The first was my husband. The
second was the private investigator I hired to see if my husband was
cheating. The third was my first
one-night stand to see how it felt to have sex with a stranger. Anyway, that paltry number will most likely
soar to three men a day as if it were a tooth brushing or vitamin regimen.
So here I sit, despite my weak
résumé, doing research for my interviews reading Penthouse Forum articles, if you can call them “articles,” along
with a slew of other magazines wrapped in cellophane. My mouth is slack-jawed with astonishment; I
feel like I just fell off the sexual hay truck.
What the hell is infantilism?
My
first interview is tonight with André.
He’s the concierge at The Regal, a renowned five-star hotel in
Manhattan. André will be in charge of
all of my appointments if I get the
job as the “in-house” call girl. If all
goes well, I get passed on to Robert, the owner of The Regal, the following
evening. And if he approves, I proceed
to the final interview with a regular client named Conner whose turn-on is
humiliation. He masochist, me
sadist.
The girl I’ll be replacing has been a
patient teacher and friend encouraging me with a “You can do this” mantra and
having me respond with “I think I can, I think I can” optimism. She even took me shopping for the get-ups I
would need for each interview. For
André, she picked lingerie a bride would wear on her wedding night. Sexy, yet classic. For Robert, she chose a French maid outfit
complete with black fishnet stockings and patent leather stilettos. I was fine with both ensembles.
Now comes the juicy part. My outfit for the masochist. Head to toe leather. Even the leash is leather. My thigh-high black boots have four-inch
heels and I’ll be lucky if I can pass the hour without falling on my face made
up with smoky eyes and burgundy lips.
The only time I dressed up was on Halloween or when I would sneak my
brother’s little league uniform out of the Salvation Army bag and pretend I was
a baseball player, which I would’ve preferred to the tutu I wore as a ballerina
enduring the first, second and third positions of torture.
My mentor offered advice for each
interview: “André is a gentleman. He’s going to study you the way an art
collector would appraise a painting.
(Translation: Would men be willing to spend five Benjamins for an hour
of your time?) If he likes the painting,
he’ll pass it on to Robert. Now Robert
is a man’s man. On the outside he seems
like John Wayne, rough and tough around the edges, but he’s really no different
than the average Joe wanting worship and adoration. Just behave in awe at all of his Dale
Carnegie accomplishments and you’ll have him wrapped around your finger in a
New York minute, which is exactly how long it will take him to climax. Both André and Robert are vanilla ice cream
sex. Conner’s a different story. Treat him like a dog who just chewed up your
designer stilettos.”
I felt confident about André and
Robert, but Conner had me anxious, no, terrified. What in God’s name was I thinking? It’s not like I announced at the family
dinner table, “When I grow up, I want to be a prostitute.” I remember wanting to be a princess, perhaps
a teacher, and most of all, just like Mommy.
I took the high road. It just
didn’t work out.
Author Bio:
My first
word was "cookie." That tells you just about everything you need to
know about me.
I was born
in Columbia, South Carolina weighing a meager three
pounds, which was tenuous back in those days. As usual, I was early for my own
birthday by three months. My theory is everyone's punctuality is innate. I'm
early for almost everything.
My folks
moved to Atlanta
when I was nine months old and I stayed there until I was twenty-four. My itch
was Manhattan.
I can still remember signaling my first taxi and when that checker cab pulled
over for me, I became Audrey Hepburn. Even though I understand the whys, I miss
those over sized cabs and their character. There's nothing glamorous in putting
your hand out for a yellow Prius.
I fell for a
"Yankee" and never made it back to Atlanta. We tied the knot and made three
beautiful children. Funny, my youngest son read the first few pages of VIRTUE,
and his only comment was, "This is fiction, right?"
My friends and family have been telling me to
write for years. The challenge was coming up with the story. VIRTUE was
inspired by scandalous newspaper headlines. A Governor got caught with an escort.
That had me scratching my head. Why would a powerful man risk his career? And
what about the escort? She looked like a pretty girl and came from a nice
family. Then I researched the history of prostitution and came to understand
why it is referred to as "the oldest profession." Yes, prostitution
is in The Bible.
My second novel, MY FATHER'S AFFAIR, which
should be published by June of 2013, was inspired by a true story. I took that
story and raised the proverbial stakes. I changed the era and the setting.
Things were much different in the early sixties. Small towns are like Cheers
where everybody knows your name. But I think the most important aspect of
writing this novel was the narrator. The reader sees the story through Ellie's
eyes, the thirteen year old daughter, which intensifies the emotions.
Writing gets me out of bed every morning. Okay,
breakfast, lunch, and dinner are equally motivating. If I'm not writing, I'm
reading. There is nothing better than a great read. My biggest hope is that you
find pleasure reading my novels.
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About the Author
The New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Jessica Sorensen, lives in the snowy mountains of Wyoming. When she's not writing, she spends her time reading and hanging out with her family.
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