AN: This is a story that I have been working on for a while. It started off as a series of challenge fics that I am combining with original chapters for one larger story. This is my first time posting here. I have some other stories I will post along with this. Thanks. Hope you enjoy. Reviews and suggestions are always welcomed.
Spoilers: This is pre-Chuck takes place about 8-9 years before the series starts. Sarah Walker is out of high school. She is 18 years old.
Chapter 1: Graham's Girl
Jenny Burton was dead, dead and buried. Of course, she wasn't dead literally but for all intents and purposes, Jenny Burton no longer existed. The moment she got her diploma, she no longer had to be Jenny. She was now Sarah Walker. Jenny was a loser. Sarah was an up and coming spy. Jenny had braces and was awkward. Sarah had no braces, had her hair done and was graceful. Sarah Walker would never have to deal with any one from Jenny's life ever again. She kept telling herself that. With all the changes that had been made, there was still a little bit of Jenny's insecurities underneath the surface. She needed to get rid of this. She couldn't lose this opportunity. If she lost this, she would be a nobody without a future.
Sarah was at her mentor Arthur Graham's hotel room. He invited her over to discuss her future and congratulate her in graduating high school a couple of weeks ago. He bought her a really nice black dress. It looked expensive even though it was a little tight and showed a lot of her cleavage and legs. He had sent the dress along with a pair of high heels to her to wear. The heels were a new experience. He also bought a real fancy meal. There were food items that he never heard of. He told her that she needed to get used to all kinds of food. He even bought a couple of bottles of the most expensive champagne. A real spy drank nothing less.
Sarah could feel the room spinning. After the second glass of champagne she lost count of how much she drank. She had never drunk so much alcohol but she wanted to show Graham she could handle it. She felt wobbly as they were talking at the dinner table.
"Sarah it's time we discuss something really important. Have you ever had sex?"
Her eyes widened and she felt herself blushing. "No, sir."
Graham shook his head with a look of disappointment. Sarah felt tears prick the back of her eyes. She was afraid Graham would no longer help her and she would be all alone. "That's not good. A real spy needs to be worldly in every way included sexually. We are going to have to do something about that."
Sarah felt some hope. "Yes! I'll do anything you want."
Graham stood up and held out his hand. Sarah took it and allowed him to lead her over to the bed on the other end of the hotel room. He stood behind her and started to unzip her dress.
"I guess I am going to have to teach you about sex. You will do everything I tell you. Do you understand?" Her dress fell to the ground leaving Sarah in just her bra and panties.
