Southern Depravity - Sex Stories

Southern Depravity

... Cunt! I was the easy girl from the other side of the tracks, and now you are in trouble and you come to me for my help? You miss Homecoming Queen and Prom Queen!" Connie was still scowling.

Sandra's eyes welled up with tears that ran down her cheeks. "I...I'm sorry, Connie. I didn't know you felt that way. We'll leave and not bother you" then started to stand.

"No, no, girl, sit back down! What I just said needed sayin' and I had to get that off my chest after 20 years," said the woman who had a definite camel-toe showing in her yoga pants. "I'll help you. You're in a tough spot, and I know it took a lot to come here to ask me for help."

Sandra smiled, sniffed a little snot back from crying and said, "Oh, thank you, Connie...thank you so much! You don't know how much this will mean to us" profusely thanked her "savior" as it were. Sandra took another drink of her beer, and then Kendra picked her beer up and took two swallows. The young girl had slipped and drank some at a girl friend's party before, but really didn't like the taste of it. But she knew the alcohol would relax her and take the tense edge off. Her mother really didn't notice that her own daughter was drinking an alcoholic beverage.

"You said this guy forcing you two to be hookers was named Terrance Dubois?"

"Yes," replied Sandra. "A big black man in a fancy car and suit, wearing diamonds everywhere!"

"Damn, girl! He's a bad pass from what I hear! Came into town about a year ago and started ...

... buying up things and taking over things. If you got to answer to him, y'all are into some deep shit!" Connie said with a sympathetic tone. "And from what you tell me, you see what his goons will do to you, and worse! What is it you need me to help you with?

Sandra began to read from a little list she had scribbled out. She knew that Connie had worked for an escort service, and what they should wear. The strip club would be the toughest because she didn't know what to do or what in the world what costumes they should wear. She was told that she and Kendra would work as a team there.

"Come on back here to Judy's old room," she directed as she led them down a narrow hallway to a back bedroom. It was filled with junk and cold as outside because it was closed off. Connie opened a closet door and started pulling out clothes. "Judy had big tits and round bottoms like y'all got. She run off with a nigger about six months ago and I don't know if she'll be coming back or not. She's half nigger herself you know," Connie explained like it was nothing. "The nigger soldier I went to Germany with dumped me as soon as he got out of the army, left me with his half-breed, bastard girl."

The whole closet was emptied and all three women bunched up the clothing and took it all back to the living room. They sorted through a lot of bras, tops, leggings, hot pants, and bikini bottoms. Connie went to get something to put them in and came back with a pile of Wal-Mart sacks. She started stuffing ...