Southern Depravity - Sex Stories

Southern Depravity

... to drag her and her daughter into the depths of debauchery before this nightmare was over.

A few minutes after 1 o'clock, a large black man, in a leather biker jacket, Braves' ball cap, and dark shades showed up at the Jackson's front door. When Sandra answered the doorbell, she opened it to the messenger.

"Mr. Dubois sent this over for you," then the thug handed her the gown. He smiled a wicked smile at her as he scanned here curvy body up and down. Sandra again wondered if this was one of the men who initially raped her. She just slammed the door in his face after she took the dress from him.

After a quick supper, Sandy and her daughter showed up at the bar as they had been ordered. Kendra had fixed her make-up as her stripper friend had showed her, so she didn't quite look underage to be there as a prostitute. The bartender checked her ID anyway, and even checked Sandra's! That kind of made Sandra blush to think he could mistake her for someone under 21, but then she just thought it was because she was with her daughter.

The gown that Dubois had sent was white, low-cut, and had a split up each side to the hip. No matter which way she sat on the barstool, Kendra's curvy legs were on full display. The years of gymnastics and dancing did a lot to make Kendra's legs look good. The two women thought it might be better "bait" anyway. They decided to just drink Cokes because neither one really liked the taste of alcohol. Sandy had called Connie Nix during the ...

... afternoon and explained what they were to do. Connie told her that they should look their best, make eye contact with every guy that came in and smile. They should make up a good story about being from out of town. They could charge whatever the guy was willing to pay. If they asked for $500, and they were willing, fine, but probably two to three hundred dollars would be the best they could do. Connie also told her not to let them finagle them below $100; that would come off as too desperate and make them out to be cheap hookers. She instructed to never let them talk you out of the hotel. Only stay in the hotel at a definite room number. If they could get their own room, it would be better, but she knew they couldn't probably afford their own, so they would have to go to the "john's" room.

After about a half an hour two guys walked in and sat down on either side of Kendra and her mother. They started up a conversation with each one and then all moved to a table. Of course, the guys were in town for the convention. Mother and daughter said they were down from Nashville and thought they would check out some of "the night life of Atlanta." The men recognized immediately that they were either mother and daughter or sisters. The men ordered the women mixed drinks. Sandra looked at Kendra in the eye with the intended message that "we had better take the drinks and not complain." The conversation went on for about another half an hour, and both mother and daughter consumed three drinks ...