A House Divided

Marjorie

  "Sis why you standing out here?" My older brother Darmaree asked me. "No reason Maree..just waiting on someone that's all." "Hm..ok sis." And with that he takes off like always does to go be with his stank friends. Them dudes so annoying. But at least he cares enough to ask. Unlike my sister...ugh her...can't stand her. I don't know where our parents went wrong when she came out first. And she calls me a thot but she's the one who has a freaking STD. Now come on...

After standing outside for a few more minutes my ride finally pulls up. "You ready to make this money girl?" Crash asks. "Of course." I tell him. I slip into the passenger and immediately I go to work. I grab his shorts and pull out his "man". I lick the tip and push him in my mouth. He let's a slight grunt and puts his hand on the back of my head to push my head further down. See these basic females can't give Crash what I give him. There is no other Marjorie Wilkinson. I raise up and Jack him off a bit then go back down on him. I grab his balls and play with them. "Aw Mar yes girl." He moans deeply. He grips my head and I feel his nut hit the back of my throat. I bring myself up and watch him collect himself. "See that's what I'm talking about Mar. You do that and the customers will love you and pay more for you." I roll my eyes. He doesn't get it. Yes I like making money but sleeping with all these random guys is annoying. I've gotten pregnant 2 times because of it. I don't wanna kill another baby. I just wanna be with Crash. But he's too busy making money using me. I can't quit. I know if I do he's gonna kill me and stuff my body somewhere unknown. That's what kingpins do. They're all the same.

   "Alright we're here Mar." He tells me. I look up at the house and turn to him in disgust. "This is a dirty shack Crash...what am I suppose to do in here?" He laughs in my face and tells me to get out. I don't move. I just look away from him. "Marjorie get out." I don't respond. Next thing I know my head hits the glass shattering it in result. Everything is hazy....I feel...dizzy. I hold my head but I don't see any blood. "Now...I won't repeat myself..get out." He says harshly. I slowly grab the door handle and slip out of the car. "Go in there and don't f*** up!" He screams at me. I nod my head stumble up to the door. I ring the broken doorbell and a fat guy with disgustingly yellow rotten teeth and pit stains so far down his shirt you would have thought a river was under his arms opens up. "Come in." He tells me. I stumble back I little because his breath was karate chopping my nostrils. He turns around and sees me not following. He wobbles over to me and grabs my arm dragging me behind him. Once in the torn up room he throws me on what is supposed to be a bed and tears my shirt open. "Mm those are nice." He says groping my 36 Cs. I turn my head and close my eyes letting him do his business. When will this end for me? When will this stop? Because I can't keep doing this.

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Same picture from the last chapter of the twins.