Pinch of Fault

Alaiya Jones stood outside the Clermont Night Club late at night with only her thin clothes that shielded her from the brutally chilly howling wind. She was completely preoccupied staring with unseeing eyes at the luxurious decorations on the outside of the door. Even with every inch of her young face covered in thick makeup it was clear she was on the verge of crying.After taking a deep breath she pushed open the door and walked inside.Stepping into the elevator Alaiya felt her heart sink  with each rapidly changing floor number. She found herself in a very difficult situation. Her father’s surgery had been delayed for far too long. She had been left with no choice but to sell her body to a stranger to raise the eighty thousand dollars needed to pay for the operation.