lose my pay," Kiera grumbled, glancing toward Agra, hesitantly.
"If you started saving some of that money, you could," Agra replied, coolly. "We pay you plenty."
"Oh, I ain't complainin’, Miss Agra," the woman quickly explained, not wanting to anger her boss. "I’m just a mouthing off a little. You know I be that way."
"Yes, I do. It's a habit I'd work on correcting," advised Agra. "Tell me, when was the last time you saw Belinda? No one’s seen her in several days."
"Thursday afternoon. She said she was gonna see if she could make a few extra bucks on the side... not that you don’t be payin’ her plenty, but she saw this real cute dress she was wantin’ for her wardrobe and was afraid someone would get it before she gots enough money saved."
"So, why didn’t she just call me?" Agra asked, frustrated at hearing one of her whores had ignored a basic rule of the Sisterhood. "She could have borrowed the money from me if it meant that much."
"I guess she thought you’d be lecturin’ her about wastin her money... kinda like you does me sometimes."
"Are you or the others unhappy with our arrangements?"
"Oh no, Miss Agra. You pays us well... and no one else ever cared enough to gives us medical coverage or the protection you does. Shit, you even gives us a savins account soes we can get off the streets if we want to. I might be able to retires in a few years now. Miss Kali and you be like family. We ain’t never had no women pimps before, you know."
"Then why do you still take unnecessary chances? The rules we made are for your protection."
Kiera shrugged. It was true what Ms. Agra was saying. Still, old habits were hard to break.
"It’s just the way we is. Before you come along, we never had noone who cared much for us... not like you. We was out for our selves ’cause that’s all we had... the pimps... they took most everything we made. The last few months are like a dream, you know? I guess we just feels it ain’t gonna last and then we has to start all over again. Some of the pimps on the street... they been hasslin’ us and sayin they was gonna get you two sooner or later. Talk is it's gonna be sooner and then the Sisterhood ain't gonna be no more."
When Agra lunged to her feet, Kiera jumped back, startled at how quickly her boss moved.
"Who’s making these threats?"
"Just some small time pimps... we knows it was all talk so we didn’t say nothing."
"I don’t care how small the talk is. No one threatens my whores. I want to know who they are. One of them might have grabbed Belinda... and even if they didn't, I won't tolerate intimidation of my girls by anyone."
Kiera looked hesitantly at Kali and then back at Agra.
"Chicklet, mostly. He’s the main mouth."
"Chicklet?"
"Yeah. He’s a mixed-breed that hangs out on the strip near the bars. Thinks he’s a real tough guy but he’s all talk. Always chewing gum... poppin’ chicklets."
"How many whores work for him?"
"A dozen... maybe more."
"You ever hear any complaints from them?"
"Nah. Likes I said, he’s all mouth but he gots game. He takes half their money but he make sure they gots good protection. If anyone roughs up his hoes, he hunts 'em down and they pays double. Then he splits it fifty fifty with the hen house. Most of his hoes chose him up cuz he takes good care of 'em... better than the pimps on the east side."
"A pimp with some ethics, eh?" Kali asked, interrupting the conversation. "Well, if you ever hear anything different, let us know... and we’ll talk about the assholes on the other side of town in a few days. Agra and I plan on paying them a little visit. Right now our girls are our main concern. Now, have you heard any street talk about Sasha or any other whores that have disappeared?"
"No... Everyone’s been lookin for Jennie and Sasha. Those two, they just up and disappeared. Jennie, she was a pro... been doin’
"If you started saving some of that money, you could," Agra replied, coolly. "We pay you plenty."
"Oh, I ain't complainin’, Miss Agra," the woman quickly explained, not wanting to anger her boss. "I’m just a mouthing off a little. You know I be that way."
"Yes, I do. It's a habit I'd work on correcting," advised Agra. "Tell me, when was the last time you saw Belinda? No one’s seen her in several days."
"Thursday afternoon. She said she was gonna see if she could make a few extra bucks on the side... not that you don’t be payin’ her plenty, but she saw this real cute dress she was wantin’ for her wardrobe and was afraid someone would get it before she gots enough money saved."
"So, why didn’t she just call me?" Agra asked, frustrated at hearing one of her whores had ignored a basic rule of the Sisterhood. "She could have borrowed the money from me if it meant that much."
"I guess she thought you’d be lecturin’ her about wastin her money... kinda like you does me sometimes."
"Are you or the others unhappy with our arrangements?"
"Oh no, Miss Agra. You pays us well... and no one else ever cared enough to gives us medical coverage or the protection you does. Shit, you even gives us a savins account soes we can get off the streets if we want to. I might be able to retires in a few years now. Miss Kali and you be like family. We ain’t never had no women pimps before, you know."
"Then why do you still take unnecessary chances? The rules we made are for your protection."
Kiera shrugged. It was true what Ms. Agra was saying. Still, old habits were hard to break.
"It’s just the way we is. Before you come along, we never had noone who cared much for us... not like you. We was out for our selves ’cause that’s all we had... the pimps... they took most everything we made. The last few months are like a dream, you know? I guess we just feels it ain’t gonna last and then we has to start all over again. Some of the pimps on the street... they been hasslin’ us and sayin they was gonna get you two sooner or later. Talk is it's gonna be sooner and then the Sisterhood ain't gonna be no more."
When Agra lunged to her feet, Kiera jumped back, startled at how quickly her boss moved.
"Who’s making these threats?"
"Just some small time pimps... we knows it was all talk so we didn’t say nothing."
"I don’t care how small the talk is. No one threatens my whores. I want to know who they are. One of them might have grabbed Belinda... and even if they didn't, I won't tolerate intimidation of my girls by anyone."
Kiera looked hesitantly at Kali and then back at Agra.
"Chicklet, mostly. He’s the main mouth."
"Chicklet?"
"Yeah. He’s a mixed-breed that hangs out on the strip near the bars. Thinks he’s a real tough guy but he’s all talk. Always chewing gum... poppin’ chicklets."
"How many whores work for him?"
"A dozen... maybe more."
"You ever hear any complaints from them?"
"Nah. Likes I said, he’s all mouth but he gots game. He takes half their money but he make sure they gots good protection. If anyone roughs up his hoes, he hunts 'em down and they pays double. Then he splits it fifty fifty with the hen house. Most of his hoes chose him up cuz he takes good care of 'em... better than the pimps on the east side."
"A pimp with some ethics, eh?" Kali asked, interrupting the conversation. "Well, if you ever hear anything different, let us know... and we’ll talk about the assholes on the other side of town in a few days. Agra and I plan on paying them a little visit. Right now our girls are our main concern. Now, have you heard any street talk about Sasha or any other whores that have disappeared?"
"No... Everyone’s been lookin for Jennie and Sasha. Those two, they just up and disappeared. Jennie, she was a pro... been doin’
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