So, here is the post i wrote for yesterday, but during the tiny amount of time i was online yesterday blogger was being a bitch. On the other hand, today we'll just have two posts.
We were a very isolated lot. In fact, most of the girls in the house never saw anyone but the other members of the house and clients. We almost never worked with girls who were not owned by Edward. But, at some point in that long fall and winter of my 13th and 14th years a bargain was made between Edward and Brandon. Brandon was the man that Edward usually sold his stock to when they got too old for his house. Seventeen was the cutoff age in Edward's house and most girls went by sixteen. Brandon still had a closed house, meaning his girls didn't have to go out on the streets. Less risk in some ways, if a girl caught a bad client and ended up seriously hurt or dead, the pimp at least knew who was responsible. On the other hand, clients could pay a fee and that was usually the end of it. No use troubling good paying clients needlessly over replaceable whores. At any rate, Brandon was a man much like Edward who didn't get his own hands dirty very often. He had a man to run his business and a woman to run his girls. That woman's name was Nina and she was one of the most venomous bitches i have ever had the misfortune to run across.
