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Chapter 2: I Always Find Someone to Bruise and Leave Behind.

Victoria sat on the chaise longue smiling falsely at Nell Potter and her daughter Lana.

"You are such an inspiration, we'd love Lana to be like you in every way possible."

"Thank you, it means a lot that you think so highly of me."  She said with mock modesty.

"We are really glad that we could get her a place at the school, it has gone from strength to strength thanks to your influence as student president."

"What are the boys like?"  Lana asked excitedly.

"Lana, that is not a priority."  Nell chided.

"It's quite alright Mrs. Potter."  She turned to Lana.  "They are, for the most part fine young gentlemen, of course some people have no class despite their wealth."

"Like your brother.  It was quite outrageous what he did to that young lady; I'm surprised they only sent him for counselling."

The door burst open.

"She'll get over it.  It wasn't illegal."  Lex said dismissively.  "How are you Mrs. Potter?"

A look of distaste clouded Nell's face.

"Hi, I'm Lana."  Came a cheery voice.

"Good day." Said Lex.  "You look utterly ravishable."

"Lex!"  Victoria said sternly.  "I'm so sorry.  Perhaps you should leave, Lex is a huge embarrassment I can't apologise enough."

"I am still in the room."

"Unfortunately."

"I'll call you so you can arrange a time to speak with Lana further."  Nell said.

"I look forward to it."  She said.

"Goodbye Lex."  Lana said.

"Ciao."  Lex said.

The mother and daughter left, with a just audible chastising for speaking to Lex.

"Ugh!"  Said Victoria slumping into her seat.

"I didn't realise it was 'meet the minions' day.  I would have done the girl."

"What girl?"

He tossed a napkin at her.  "Susan; call me."  He said in a squeaky voice.

Victoria looked at it and held it to her nose as she sneezed.

"Shouldn't that happen after you've done the coke?"  Lex asked.

She pulled a face.  "So, would you like a 'summer project'?"  She asked.

"Depends."

"You remember Tyler Randall?"

"The nazi who dumped you over Fourth of July?"

"That's right, I made a great many sacrifices in an attempt to make that relationship work, when he broke it off my feelings were hurt."

"Like you have any."  Lex said.

Victoria shot him a look.  "My feelings were hurt," she said through gritted teeth, "salt was poured upon my wounds when I discovered that he had replaced me with another."

"Not?"  Lex's eyebrows rose.

"Yes, Lana."  She said.  "Now, if you would help me, I want to see to it that the virgin princess is spoiled for him."  Lex looked confused.  "I want you to turn her into a cock-sucking whore Lex."

"I would, but I would much prefer a challenge."  He picked up a magazine and gave it to her.  "Like this."  She looked at it disdainfully.  "Page 68."

"Why I Plan to Wait, by Chloe Sullivan.  Ugh! Boring."

He grabbed the magazine.  "As more teens fall pregnant and contract STDs in this century, it is up to someone to change the opinion that virginity is a disease that needs to be cured."  He scans the page.  "Surely it is better to respect yourself by respecting the people you sleep with, the promiscuous nature of society can only lead to heartache and despair for the majority as they worry if a leopard can change its spots."

"God, is she high?"

"No, but I wouldn't mind trying to pick the lock on her chastity belt."

"What you find her attractive?"

"She's basically a busty blonde, so yeah."

"Well, even you aren't good enough to get into someone's pants across state lines, so I guess it's a moot point."

"En contraire, Daddy will be running the plant outside Metropolis, so she'll be staying at the mansion with Aunt Martha."

"There's no way you could get her into bed."

"I could."

"I doubt it."  Victoria got up and wandered to her room, she slipped off her black suit jacket, Lex stood in the doorway watching as it fell down her back.  She turned around; he stared at the way her breasts looked in the bra.  "Go away perv!"  She said and slammed the door on him.

"Fine!  But you wouldn't have turned around if you didn't want me to look!"  He yelled at the door, before stalking off to his room.

Lex sat at his desk looking over figures, he heard the door open but ignored it.  She clipped over to him in her expensive shoes, and leaned over front of the desk, one hand at each corner.

"I'm not interested Vicky, how about you go destroy your nose so Dad can buy you a new one."

She sighed.  "I guess you don't care about my proposition then."

His interest was piqued, but he kept his voice emotionless.  "What would that be then?"

"Well," she said sitting on the desk so her bum was in the middle of the papers he was looking at.  "You attempt to deflower the virgin, if you get shot down, as I know you will, I get your car, your trust fund and anything else worth having."

"And if I succeed?"

"You'll get what you really want."

"What would that be?"

"Me."

"Vicky that's millions of dollars."

"Fine, me versus the car then, you can put it anywhere."

He looked at her for a moment.  Then he smirked and said, "You've got yourself a deal."

She held out her hand and he shook it.  The deal made, she left.

Lex smiled to himself, he was going all out on this one, Chloe Sullivan wouldn't know what had hit her.