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Beware, lots of adult content. Well sort of.

Chapter 3

Kory Anders stood at the corner of a dark street, further down were her competitions. With a long fiery mane of red hair, emerald eyes, pale skin, double D implants and long legs, the others were barely competition.

A sleek black car stopped in front of her. The dark windows rolled down to show a familiar face of one of her regular customers.

"Kory, get in" he commanded fiercely. Kory nodded and quickly dashed to the other door and slipped into the large car. They drove to the motel nearby, regularly used by her clients. As soon as they entered the room, she was welcomed by the sight of five other men smoking a joint, drinking whiskey and snorting cocaine. They all smiled and groped at her thighs and breasts.

Knowing what lay ahead she quickly gripped a small straw on the table and snorted the line of white powder carefully spread out on the table. After a few moments, her mouth was covered by one of the needy men. His hand snaked its way up her short skirt and before long she was naked and gang banged by the group.

When she was dropped off at her spot and paid, instead of standing and waiting for her next customer, Kory wobbled home, her whole body in pain. Even though Kory hated doing this, it was the only thing she knew how to do.

With no schooling history she could barely read, for when she was six she lost her virginity to none other than her father, the rotten scoundrel. At fourteen she was passed among his friends and then sold to a porn film maker. She was used by him for one year and in that year he forced her to have plastic surgery and increase her bust size. She was then also forced to star in pornographies.

After the year of being a porn star, Kory ran away and came to Los Angeles. She worked as a domestic cleaner, and slept with her employer's eldest son. Pregnant, frightened and alone she left.

A friend in New York helped her support her through her pregnancy and then Kory began prostituting herself to support her daughter Nikki Anders. Her friend was robbed, when Nikki turned nine, and was stabbed to death, leaving the pair alone. Now Nikki was ten, and Kory was twenty-four.

After entering the building she went to her neighbour and collected her sleeping Nikki. Kory then went to bed and slept till the next morning.

The next morning Kory awoke early to pack in Nikki's lunch for school, and then after she dressed herself she walked her daughter to the bus stop. Giving the youngster a kiss, she waved Nikki good-bye and turned back to her apartment.

After she got back she jumped straight into bed and went to sleep. Kory was awoken by the sound of her mobile ringing, reaching over, grabbing and answering it she mumbled, "Hello?"

"Where the hell were you last night?" came Victor's yell from the other end of the line.

"I came home"

"Why? Do you have any idea how much money we lost?"

"I'm sorry Vic, but I couldn't. I just couldn't"

"What happened Kory?" he asked his voice now gentle.

"The guy in the black car, him and his friends" she said softly.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry Kory; I should have been there for you."

"It's okay Vic; I'll be fine and ready for tonight"

"If you aren't feeling up to it, you can stay at home with Nikki, don't force yourself Kory. You working yourself to the bone, you know I'll always be here for you" he said his voice full of compassion.

"I know Vic, but I can't afford not to. I'll see you tonight"

"How about I buy you lunch, what do you think?"

"Fine, Breakers in forty minutes"

"See you there"

Kory put down her phone, got up, jumped into a shower, brushed her teeth, got dressed and left her apartment in thirty minutes. After a ten minute walk she went into the restaurant, found a seat and waited for her companion.

Victor Stone strolled into the restaurant, at twenty-six he was a huge black man, with hard grey eyes and a don't-fuck-with-me attitude. Yet deep down inside he was a puppy and a really nice guy, like a big brother towards Kory and a father figure towards Nikki. His hard expression softened when he laid eyes on the red vixen. Kory rose from her seat and hugged him.

"Thanks for joining me" he said.

"No problem" she replied with a small smile.

There were few people in his life that Victor showed his compassionate side to, and that was his friend Kory and her daughter Nikki, they were like his family and he loved them to bits.

Growing up in very harsh conditions where his parents had monetary problems, and he was abused by his father, Victor had mostly seen how cruel the world could be; in his eyes everyone was guilty till proven innocent. When he was 15 he worked as a prostitute to help his mother who was suffering from a terrible disease she soon died after a few years.

When he realised how much money his pimp was making he worked his way to the top and moved to New York. When he was twenty he partnered up with his pimp and after he became familiar with how to handle things he murdered his partner and took over the business.

Being belittled and told he was worthless as a kid drove his ambition to be powerful and command others. His business was thriving and he was known as one of the most dangerous people in New York. One of his good friends was the leader of the mafia and the two made an alliance.

After he partnered up with his pimp, he'd met Kory when she was alone at the corner selling herself to anyone. After surveying her from a distance, he believed she had great potential and offered her to join his business. Being too trusting and naïve, she told him everything about her daughter and her life.

Knowing that her naivety could be her downfall in a city like this; he convinced her to join the business. Her naivety was something refreshing and soon after he became attached to the young hooker with a baby.

When he'd met Nikki, he fell in love with the little girl. With blue-green eyes, a mop of black hair and a heart stopping smile she charmed everyone she met. She took an immediate liking to Victor and soon they became very close. Sometimes Victor looked after Nikki, one day that the neighbour was unable to. On those days, even the Mafia leader, Alfredo was totally enchanted by little Nikki. Star felt guilty for robbing Nikki from her father but when she fled from him, she was scared.

Her father had beaten her when she had fallen pregnant by him; he had yelled and told her that pregnancy is the way to push people away, and that if she ever wanted to keep a man, or stop him from loathing her, she wouldn't fall pregnant. Remembering his words, and at an ignorant age, she'd fled in attempt to stop Robin from loathing her.

She'd wagered on whether she should keep the baby or not, but her bond with Nikki made her unable to even consider abortion. She'd eventually made up her mind after she gave birth to Nikki. She was going to keep the beautiful child. But this decision forced Kory to resort to prostitution, as it was the only job where she could control how much she earned, and it was also the only job where she could earn enough to support Nikki, even though it was dangerous. But Kory didn't care of the dangers, she did it for Nikki.

Kory hugged Victor, and the two parted, each going their separate ways for now. Kory walked towards the bus stop and waited for the school bus. When the bus finally arrived ten minutes later, Nikki jumped off, ran and hugged her mother. A huge smile was plastered on her face and then she began telling her mother of her day. The two walked home while Nikki blabbered on about her day.

When they got home, the next door neighbour's teenaged daughter Helen came over and helped Nikki with her homework, in exchange for her ability to study in a quiet environment, as her mother looked after all the children in the apartment and it was quite noisy in the apartment.

Helen was seventeen and in grade 12. She was a bright and pleasant girl and very polite. She was studying to become a microbiologist and already had many scholarships lined up. Her mother was pleased, and very proud, and so was Kory. Sometimes Helen shared her research and information with Kory to help her study. Kory listened intently, greedy for wisdom.

After seven, Kory got dressed in a short blue skirt, tiny black midriff top, knee high black leather boots, and draped over everything was a large grey trench coat. After hugging and kissing Nikki, and saying good-bye to Helen, Kory left the apartment.

So we meet Kory and Victor, the hooker and her pimp. The relationship between Kory and Vic is TOTALLY platonic.

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