Getting of the bus, the red head with the short hair put on her sunglasses as she gave herself a mental pep talk. "Remember you are strong, and no one controls you ever again."
"Excuse me, can you help me find the bakery."
"Sorry, I have no idea where it is." she told the woman.
"My mistake, I thought you were someone else." said the tall blond walking away. Looking back she couldn't help thinking the woman standing at the bus stop looked familiar.
The red head knew where the bakery was, but it was important that no one ever figure out who she was. Too much depended upon it. Seeing her travel mate waking up, she said "We have to find a place to live first thing, but lucky for us, I have an idea."
Walking to the dark and dingy side of town, she saw that there was the usual opening and after turning over about half her cash, she took possession of the key.
Walking up the four floors she set down the carrier and let them in. "So here we are, home sweet home."
At least it was semi-furnished due to the last tenant leaving most of their stuff according to the manager. He had dropped half off of the first months rent if she would get rid of the stuff herself, but she had no intention of doing so.
Looking around she took stock of what she had. A sofa, colors were awful, but it was in great shape. Two chairs in the same condition and fabric. A coffee table, two bar stools and two small chests of drawers upside the wall. Looking behind the small folding screen she found the single bed in the fairly large bit of space. Sitting down, she thought well the mattress wasn't too bad.
Returning to the small kitchen she saw that her traveling companion was sleeping again. "Good, tomorrow you are one of the things I need to deal with."
Not even a yawn answered her as she stood in the middle of the room and undressed. Looking at her well honed body, she flexed a little and thought well it will have to do. Now to finish with her lessons for the day. Drawing out her notebook, she took a quick refresher course, grateful to be without clothes.
She had come to find them restricting after spending so much time without them. After an hours study and homework, she took out the second well battered notebook and made a list of things she would need to achieve her goal of revenge.
She was going to take back from everyone who had taken from her before and after... Seeing her companion waking up, she went to pick him up and set in him against her breast. Taking delight from the feeling of the fur against her naked skin, she had to restrain herself.
Walking to the window, she looked out and saw the Morgan/Corinthos building across the way, then gave a cold smile. At least she would know where one of her targets would be, but he was an aperitif, for now, she would start with a few gently pokes and see what turned to look back.
Starting first with the father who forgot her so quickly. But she also needed to begin work on her main course and to do that, she had to lay the ground work now. So first she needed to do a little reconnaissance.
Going to her closet, she hung up most of her clothes then taking out her most baggy outfit, she used the makeup to hide who she was. Ten minutes later she saw her target. Following her she saw her going into a car garage, strange place for the blond to go.
Waiting until she saw her leave, the new arrival stopped. That look, she had seen that before. Her target was interested in someone inside there. Well too bad, she was not going to get what she wanted, not this time.
Entering she head the man talking to another man, one she didn't know.
The second man, the one with the Australian accent was explaining that he needed his car back early the next day. The man whose back was too her, nodded when the blond returned to petulantly stalk over and argue with the man in the dungarees. Picking up one of the white papers on the counter, she pretended to read it.
Yes, she thought. That was the target. When the blond left without once looking her way, she gave a slow smile as the Aussie pointed her out to the other man as he left.
"Are you here about the bookkeeping position?" he asked when he walked over and saw the application in her hand.
"Yes, but I don't have any experience. I mean I know computers enough to use the software and I have kept the books for my family but that is it. But I am hard worker and really, really need the job." she said earnestly.
Sighing, he saw that she was serious. At least she wouldn't have him distracted with her looks he thought to himself as he debated what to do. No one else had even applied for the job in spite of the ad. No one wanted to work for the son of Anthony Zachara.
"How about I hire you on a trial basis. Pay is once a week, four hundred dollars for twenty hours."
"Why so much, not that I am complaining. Are you impossible to work for?" she asked with just the right amount of suspiciousness.
"No, as long as you do your job, I doubt we will have a problem. I promise that everything I do is honest and above board, if you are worried about that." he said finding himself curious. The hands in front of him didn't match the face or the lumpy body.
They were long with slender fingers, the kind a man might like to have wrapped around him caressing him... Johnny shook that thought out of his head. No matter how nice the hands, he knew better. "So can you begin tomorrow at nine?"
"I will be here." she assured him leaving and returning to her new place just as the storm began.
Watching from her window as the lightning and thunder struck all over the sky, she made plans for the next day. First up was a little b & e. Going over to her backpack, she pulled out the few precious mementos she had left including one from a friend she had gained during her days of studying.
When the storm finally stopped, she soon fell asleep and into another storm, the one that had made her into who she had become....
"wake up little girl. c'mon the boss wants you ready for class."
Georgie woke up and found herself lying naked on a bed that defied description. it looked like something out of a bordello with its four poster headboard and footboard covered with people in various positions all undressed and connected to one another.
looking up she saw the mirror and was not sure why it was there as a naked woman entered the room. shocked, she flushed as the woman said "common newbie it is time to begin your training."
"my training?" she asked terrified that she knew what kind of place she was in.
"your training, move it princess."
looking around for clothes she found none so grabbing the sheet she wrapped it around herself as she walked through the halls following the naked girl in front of her.
arriving she started to have a panic attack as she realized that the man who had brought her here had been telling the truth, he had sold her into white slavery.
one of the other women, entering turned to her and said, "it really isn't that bad, i have been in worse places, relax, if you obey the rules they set you free after you pass the test."
Georgie didn't want to take the test, she didn't want to be here, she felt her eyes widen when she saw the women all getting into the same tub filled with a white milky substance.
rebelling she refused to join them, shocked and hoping to wake up and find this was all a nightmare and that she was back home in her own bed. instead she found herself grabbed roughly by the arms and lead into a room with a screen.
"Sit down, your master will be with you shortly."
"go to hell." she said as she spat at the two who dragged her in here.
"is that any way to talk? sit down, or they will be force to make you to," she heard and still refused.
sighing the voice behind the screen said "i had a feeling you might be a tough one. look, no one is going to hurt you, as long as you obey the rules."
"never!" she said as tears flew down her face horrified at the nightmare she believed herself to be in.
"leave please." the voice told the two tenders. once they were alone, Georgie considered running, but was shocked when a woman came from behind the screen. "this is not what you are thinking it is. but there are those who believe it to be so. for the sake of the young women like you, who i rescue it is important outsiders believe it."
"do you take me for an idiot?"
"well i didn't until a few minutes ago. look, you were one of the lucky ones, we were able to save you from what you believe this place to be."
"why should i believe you?" she replied.
"you shouldn't, but talk to the other girls, ask them, i have never allowed a male near them."
"so you serve women?" she asked even more shocked.
laughing the older woman said "no there is nothing of a sexual nature going on, at least not like you think."
"what do you mean?" she asked as the woman showed her the various windows looked down at what looked like a school.
"when i save them, i bring them here. the people i buy them from, think they are being trained to work for me in a private consultation business. truth is i do train them, in business, entertaining, languages, all this that will help them when they leave here. but i also train them in the ways of sex."
seeing Georgie tense and walk away, she said "for their own future use, i do not care if they use the skills or not. but i was married one, to a man who used my love to control me, i was one of seven wives but not the first, so i had no control in spite of my love. he used his skill at sex to control me."
Georgie kept walking, wanting to escape, but what she said next stopped her in her tracks. "my children were taken away and when my eldest a girl was fifteen, her father offered her up as a concubine to one of his enemies as a peace offerings. since she wasn't the child of the first, she had no importance. two years later, my husband was offered a present from a neighboring ruler. it was my daughter, but i barely recognized her. her father blamed her for her condition, like he hadn't had anything to do with it."
"what happened?"
"the man who took her first kept offering her around until she was used up barely eighteen months later."
Georgie felt sick, but asked "what does that have to do with me?"
"my husband sold my little girl, his own daughter to a western man who eventually killed her after she stopped making him money. upon my husband's death, i escaped with funds that only I knew about. funds my husband kept hidden, he thought i was stupid, so he discussed things in front of me. i found my little girl, but she was long gone. dead and buried. i swore to rescue as many girls as i could. a few years ago, i met a man, who has helped me find the girls. what you see is the result."
"he asks no questions, but i had to swear on my life to never mistreat the girls, he is a good man who rescued someone like you, but he could never help her. he brought her to me, that is what this school started as, but now i have made it so much more."
"the girls are kept here for eighteen months, the time it took for my daughter to be destroyed. in that time, i require them to help the new girls, and learn, and learn, and learn. that way, they are never in this position again. you though, you are unique. you were bought from a man who made it look like you were dead, you were not a street kid, i have read you file, Georgiana Jones."
"what file?"
"the one i had found for me. you will stay, you will learn like the other girls, but then you will go home."
"my family thinks i am dead?"
"yes they do. today is new years day. on may first 2009, you will gain your freedom. until then, why don't you do what you do best, learn, gain knowledge. then when you leave, you can do whatever you want with the rest of your life. go home to your family that even know is missing you, go home to that young man you like."
Georgie looked out the window and scoffed, while she was gone, everyone had moved on. Not that she begrudged them that, but she loathed the way they were doing so.
Her sister, her father, her cousin. All had forgotten her.
Her cousin now had a baby and a new husband, she didn't begrudge her any of her hard earned peace.
Her father was still doing his job, but he had rented out her room less than half a year after her death.
Her sister, that was the one that stung. Maxie had sworn to hate Lulu Spencer all her life, instead she was now sharing an apartment with the girl. Spinelli, Georgie's friend and crush, Maxie had taken over that part of her life and slept with him. And was even now moving on to a new guy John Zachara, who last she knew had been friends with Lulu.
So much for coming home to her loving family. But she had a job to do and the first task was one that she was going to enjoy. Grateful for all the skills that her mentor had given her, Georgie was also appreciative for all the skills her classmates had shared. While the only one she had been able to share was her ability to shot a gun, they had been most appreciative. Georgie took out her own weapon and hid it.
Walking over to her small bed, she sighed, if she only didn't have to stay here to protect herself from being discovered but tomorrow she would take her newly minted credit card and spend some money fixing this place up. It looked like she was going to be there a while.
TBC