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Saving Corky

Chapter 2  🫦

Word Count: 2398    |    Released on: 24/08/2023

"What'll

nda throws me. I've never had a guy be so straightforward like that, and I sure as hell haven'

ut I'm not so sure I want you anyw

head to the side, "and jus

to know where that ton

ow where my dick has

lcohol wipes until I'm satisfied it's clean. Put a condom on it

l around 2:30 in the afternoon. Sunday's are always my off days, so once I get up I walk into the kitchen to see what I have to cook but there is nothing because I only got a few things yesterday, so I take this time to take Martin his portion of what I made las

th tears in her eyes, so I walk up

They found her body a block

some of the corner girls in the next town being found murdered,

hat happe

er tells me as he walks up to us," I presume to ask us

Deputy Dewey." I say with all the sarcasm I can muster u

turning in his head at the

igure that one

s have to be a bitch when we a

maybe because I ju

ularly like you, either." One of the other cop

eeded, officer Adams...." Layla

u know the victim?" O

She was very young when s

ger than Corky

this very hard. "Are we through here? I would li

go ahead," Ad

't realize it, but the two officers follow us up the stairs and

rtment is safe. Corky... the murder

ened last night... Adams, the

check it out." Adams growls under his bre

icer dude-drop says, and I just roll my eyes at him. "Do what it is you need to do, then leave

ovie. I made my way into the kitchen to start the supper I was going to cook for

your apartment. It really looks very nice. Now, if Martin will do

repping the food and getting it in the oven, I walk back into the living room and

and me a plate out, and pile them full of food, then

shit is to die for. How come

bring up when we are fishi

nybody ever told you... yo

her... "you tell me

er sad eyes. "Cork, promise me y

ack, besides that's why I wear boots, La

day. I think I'm going to go home and clean my house for once. You're making me look like

We can watch something else on TV if you like, or we can listen to

you scared,

r you... Yes

kay, Corky girl... you don'

Corky girl, we h

ars come pulling up, so I walk over to the

away. NYPD's finest. "Come on, man, why can't you guys just leave us alone and let us do our jobs? Go

in Corky." Depu

ome cop... I've had several run ins over the past few years, but nothin

... don't make me cause a seen, then you won't hav

me one." I tell my street partner, and she

u drag me away from potential clients for, a

doesn't set right with me. "What in the hell are you doing? "I ask him, then try to get ou

you taking me

e night, so watch your tone with me.... and to answer your question, I'm taking you to th

not realize the danger you're putting me in just for being in your

most. We just need you to get in better with your boss. Have him tell you who's selling him the drugs that he's supplying to these young kids. That's killing them.

ng I've had to put blocks around my heart so I don't break at every little th

you will excuse me, I have work to get back to." I get the door unlocked and jump out of his moving car like

w, and let's face it, he's asking a druggy to help get drugs off the

when a gentleman in his 40s comes driving up in a beat-up cavalier. "What'l

st ride around... but hey if he just wants a friend to talk to, who am I to deny him? "It'll be $50 dollars for jus

ight then." The john says, then leans o

tching me. "I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me feel a

cularly like it when Johns do this... it gives me the heebie-jeebies, but this guy seems like an okay guy. He tur

, so much for be

, I just look at him like he's stupid, but then he puts the g

ke he so nicely requested. "Once they are off, what are you goi

't rape the we

e-willing when you demanded that

u... don't you, whore?" He says, then hits m

d my head... but take my clothes off before he gets madder. The guy seems unsatisfied with my spe

ome the next victim. "Could he be the one behind the murders of the corner girls?" As I'm fighting him swing for swing. The window

... you're a fu

s one time, I'm glad the douc

nd me, and the prick handcuffs me. "W

ass into the van he was trying to get me int

attacked me, Adams gets into the van and checks my cuts

you care.

o strangle you myself if you don

it's a fuckin'

s to his temples like he's t

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“I started out on the streets when I was 16 years old - when my parents walked in my room one night and found me in bed with one of my dad's business partners. My parents didn't care that a man came into my room and touched me inappropriately during their party. They were more concerned about their reputation. "A well-respected business executive" like my father couldn't have a whoring daughter like me, bringing his name to shame, so I had to go. And it didn't matter that I had nowhere to go. So, now at 22, I find myself a prostitute with a bad-tempered pimp, and a drug problem. I stay high on anything I can get my hands on just, so I don't have to feel the nasty shit the Johns are doing to me or be sound of mind when I'm blowing them off. I'm in my tiny ass apartment right now getting ready to head out to my corner for the night and get me a John or two.... try to make me some money for the night. I have rent due in a day are two, so as I'm getting ready, I snort me I line of coke and fuck that shit good. I look at myself in the mirror one last time... make sure I don't have any white shit on my nose, are anywhere else, then I head out to the corner. "Hey Layla, any new business tonight?" I ask the lady and my best friend that stands on the same corner as me. "Hey Corky girl. No, it's been kind of quiet tonight, but the night is still young girly... and you're looking fire tonight, so I'm sure you will get a few hits." "I hope so, Layla. I have rent this week, and you know how Martin is about us being late for our rent." "Yes, well, Martin should take the cut we give him after every night as our rent money." Layla spits out. "Watch what you say, Layla. He has ears everywhere." I tell her and sway a little on my feet. "Corky damnit girl, you really need to lie off that shit," Layla shays at me. "Only if I could find another way not to feel I would, Layla." "Corky girl, why won't you get your GED? Carry your ass to college... and get the hell out of New York, away from this shit." Layla says for the 100th time. She tells me the same shit every night. She has since I was 18, and first started prostituting for Martin, our sleaze-bag pimp. I'm smart enough I could get my GED, and get into a community college, and make something of myself, but would Martin let me go? I'm one of his highest paid prostitutes. "Corky, look alive, baby girl. Here comes some action, Layla says," breaking me out of my daydream. "Oh, joy!" Here we go. "Hey there, handsome... what'll be tonight?" I say, leaning into the passenger window. It's a nice-looking older gentleman in his mid-40's not someone you would think you would see picking up a prostitute for an hour. "I would like to rent you for the hour." "Rent me?" This guy has done nothing like this in his life. Poor fucking sap. "Um, sweetheart, you don't rent us. You buy us for as long as you need us. We do whatever you want in that time frame and the price starts at $50 dollars and goes up from there, I tell him." "That's doable he tells me." Then he just sets there for a minute like he's not too sure what to do about the information I just gave him. "Okay sweetheart, if you want to do this, then I have to get into your car. Then we will go to a motel or somewhere and that's where the real fun will begin," I tell him. "Oh, yes, right, sure? Um, get in and then we can figure out where we will go for the night," he tells me, so I open the passenger door and climb in." Your first time I ask him?" "That obvious, huh?" "Yes," I smile at him, "but that's okay. So, what are you looking for tonight?" I ask him, then I kind of glance around his car and find a damn car seat in the back seat of his car. Really, man? "So, you and your wife just had a baby, huh?" "Oh, um, I'd rather not talk about that, if you don't mind."”
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