You rubbed your arms as you walked up and down the block, glancing in the cars the were driving past you. You were out there for about an hour and have yet been able to get a costumer. You bit your lips, turning to look behind you. You reached into your bag and pulled out the small stash of money. You counted the amount you had which was about $2,450. You needed to make about $3,000 before your pimp would be satisfied for the night. Desperate, you started thinking of what you could possibly do to come up with the rest of the money. You had about fifteen minutes before your pimp came to collect you and take the money. As you stood there a car pulled up and dropped off another one of the girls. She fixed her dress as she stumbled out of the car, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes. She glanced at you and shoved her money in her purse waving the car off. At this rate you knew you would not reach the money goal you needed.
"Girls!" You heard someone shout from a rolled down window. You looked over and gulped. There he was, your pimp, Liam. He waved you two over. You followed slowly behind the first girl avoiding eye contact me with Liam.
"Money?" He demands holding his hand out to you two. The girl hands him her money first and he counts it quickly. "What the hell is this?" He spat glaring at her. The girl takes a step back looking at the ground. Liam back handed her and told her to get in the car. Then he turned his attention to you. You were shaking as you handed him the money you had made. He frowns as he counts it, but does not say anything. You concluded that the amount you made was not as bad as the amount the girl made. "Get in." He told you as well. You nod and quickly got into the car. Liam sat in between both of you girls, his hand resting on your knee. Once you guys got to the brothel he told the girl to go to her room and told you to follow him. You did, confused as to what he could want from you. Once you guys got to his office, he shut the door.
"Have a seat." He told you and you did. "I have a huge job for you." He tells you as he pushes up the sleeves to his shirt. You pushed your hair behind you ears, looking up at him. "I need you to seduce the governor and get pregnant by him." He tells you. You eyes widen in shock. He wanted you to do what now?! "You seem like you're capable of the job and besides you'll make good money from this." He said and by the looks of it he was not giving you an option. "You'll be expected to report back to me every night and every penny he gives you once you're pregnant will be given to me." He looks at you. This didn't seem fair at all. "You'll get a small portion based on how much I think you deserve. That is all, you may leave." He tells you walking to his desk. You stare as him as you got up and left. You needed to get out of there before he sent you on this 'job'.
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