Chapter 5
-Restitution
The three of us left the detention center and piled into a limousine waiting for us at the corner where we were arrested earlier that day.
As the limo pulled away, I wanted to say something, but my mom slapped my face and told me, "Hush!" She had never done that before.
The limo pulled in front of a townhouse in the Gramercy Park neighborhood. Mom motioned to me to go inside. When I got inside, I recognized two women who were from her escort service. Mom then took me upstairs to a small suite.
She sat down on the sofa with the well-dressed Black man.
She looked at me with a scowl on her face. She introduced me to the man, "This is Mr. Jason. You and Lil are lucky that he is a business associate of mine. If not, you would be gone and sold on the sex market."
That shook me up, and I began to stammer.
Mom said, "Don't say anything." She continued, "You and Lil have to pay Mr. Jason back what you stole from him with your stupid hooker games!"
I said, "I thought Jax was the pimp." Mr. Jason laughed saying, "Jax works for me you stupid cunt!"
Mom went on, very annoyed, saying, "Now, go into the other room and take a shower, clean the prison grunge off, and put clean clothes on. While you are cleaning up, Mr. Jason and I will decide your future."
Lathering my smooth, sleek, young body in the shower, I wondered, "What the fuck is going on?" I had no clue. Stepping out of the shower and drying off, I began to realize that we were set up this morning with the pimps, cops, and the lawyers. I didn't get how mom was involved with all of this.
I heard mom yell from the living room, "Get in here, now."
I went back into the living room, where mom and Mr. Jason were sitting. I then saw Mr. Don Fox, the 'Entertainment Procurer' standing behind them.
Mom told me, "Kneel on the floor."
Mom started, "First, you and your stupid friend don't listen to me, and go into the city, whoring; you steal from Mr. Jason, and sell yourselves for next to nothing!"
I said, "We stole nothing."
With that, mom slapped me across the face, yelling, "Just listen for once!!"
I said, "Mom, I don't understand, we were just having some fun!"
And she slapped again. She yelled, "You two were taking customers away from Mr. Jason, and underselling his girls!" She continued, "They have a quota of tricks to meet, and because of you cheap whores, they were not making bank!"
Still stunned from her slap, I was so confused by what she was saying.
Calming down a little, she said, "You are lucky that I have an excellent business relationship with Mr. Jason. He is the King Pimp, running one of largest sex businesses in the city; I own the largest escort service. He sends me his best girls and I pay him a royalty."
Mom then said, "He wants restitution for his loss and expenses, plus interest. His men could have sold you to sex traffickers this morning, and then you would have been shipped off to some foreign country."
