Saving Corky

w. What do you want me to do? I guess I owe you

ts. No kinda to it, lady. We saved yo

been doing all the killi

iscuss that wit

t brother, hood an

... to say, so we need you to do a little spying for us. Try to get your bos

my death warrant, right... or do yo

ive a shit,” Adams spits.... And it takes every bet o

et this information without

l come up with the perfect plan. Adams s

his, not the other way around... so either

ou picked the right whore? T

back." Officer dude-drop does as he's told, then Adams

ou collared me about 4 years ago... and I guess you could say I w

t you're too skilled for

what makes me so much more special th

"and this," he points to his chest where his hea

eep food on the table, and

to live, and even a better job. You will see life will be so much

k, enough of th

ou are doing with Martin. You are going to wear it for a few weeks. At that time... I need you to get in with your pimp. Tell him you wan

n blue just arrest him, and have him do the

st him, and someone like Martin will never rol

you enjoy living in a tiny one bed apartment where you have no room to even piss... a job you have to let rando

be clear, the money really isn't all that

's D

Hu

.. it's De

me and take care of some things in my apart

then have to get out here and sock up the night. Besides, you never know M

inking there

work, you know tha

n or any of the Johns can't see what it is. Adams is putting the rose pedant on my shi

a shower, then I head off to talk to Martin. I prepared myself to talk to my boss for the lack of a better word. Adams convinced me to do this and I can't believe I agreed. I ju

into the bar." Shit, what do I say, because I never come to this slea

and to my surprise, she accepts my explanation. "Okay girly, we

't see me out there tonight, you know

e at her and walk back to where Martin's office is

ht back out the door, but I put my big girl panties on, and walk on in." Hey Martin, I wa

and what could you possibly

wondering if you possibly had other types of work for me to do,

uck different jobs could your dumbass do besides work t

be someone's grunt? I Don't voice that opinion out loud though. "Well, I could start o

t of working the streets C

ough money to get out of the apartment I'm in, possi

s for a day or two, and I will get back to you. No

you, M

stick them up your rear end. I whisper into the damn pendant on my shirt. Once I get outside, I rip the pendant

an actual job? Hell, could I actually get my GED and take college courses at my age? Ugh, Corky, stop letting that damn cop get in your head. People like me could hav

ing A

ear, so I get up and get another shower for the night. Once I'm out, I dry

my face up for the night. Once I have all that done, I do a line of coke, then head my ass down

yla, any J

but the night is still young. So,

working another job. “More work, I tell her.” She doesn't have to know that the ass

and sure enough, two cars pull up at the same time. I tak

window. It's a nice-looking younger gentleman, no