Jason looked up from his poker game against this huge mobster who frowned and puffed on his cigar. There were two other women on Jason's couch, both in only high heels and their panties. One blonde and one redhead. The blonde one waved slightly. "Hey Gin," She said softly.
"Hey Keira," Ginny replied breathing heavily. "How are things?"
The blonde shrugged. "The same." Jason shot an annoyed look at the mobster he was gambling with. He put down his cards and excused himself.
"Ginny, can you come with me? he said motioning to the door."
Ginny's shoulders sagged. "Fuck, this isn't another one of these things where you threaten to slip my throat if I don't suck your dick is it?"
"No, honey." He said closing the door behind him and they exited the shack.
Ginny walked over to her truck, combat boots kicking up sand. She leant against the door and lit a cigarette. Jason shook his head. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked.
"What isn't?" She said through gritted teeth. Jason sighed.
"Okay, well I don't appreciate you doing dumb shit I don't tell you to."
"Oh, so it's fine of I do dumb shit that you tell me to do." She said before taking a long drag. Jason sighed. "I was gang-raped last night." She said casually.
"Wait, what?" Jason stammered.
"That's why I was off my rockers. That's why I was mad. That's why I wanted to kill myself. I was hoping I didn't wake up this morning." She said throwing the cigarette on the ground, crushing it under her boot.
Jason put his head in his hands, he punched the air and let out a mad grunt. "You should have fucking called me Ginny, you know I would've come. Nobody fucks with my girls."
"That's pretty ironic given you are literally my pimp daddy." She took a swig of her whisky. "Besides, I remember nothing, they drugged me."
Jason kicked the side of the truck with rage, he began clawing at his thinning hair. "Fucking cunts! I can't believe this! We gotta get you tested." he said pottering back to the house.
"Catch," Ginny said throwing a petri dish with blood laced semen inside at Jason. He caught it. He peaked inside and groaned disgustedly.
"You fuckin' saved this?" he snarled.
Ginny giggled. "Just for you." Jason shoved it in his jacket pocket and motioned for her to come back inside the house.
"I'm going to find out whose this is and I'm going to cut them. You can't just fuck my bitches without taking them out for a nice dinner first." Jason said handing the petri dish to another one of his workers. He sat back down at the table where he was playing cards with the mobster. He pulled the second stool up and invited Ginny to sit. "Reynaldo, this is the pretty girl I tell you about." He said putting a hand on Ginny's shoulder. The mobster peered at her from over his sunglasses. "This is Ginny, my midwestern sweetheart. Been with me a couple years now. She'll know what to do." The mobster held out his hand, Ginny took it and shook it. "Why don't you two run along now. I got a lot of work to do." Jason said, disappearing into the back room, the two girls followed.
Ginny felt nervous, this guy was huge. But she swallowed her pride and stood up. "We should get going, is your car here?" She said escorting the man out the door.
"Yeah, we parked around the corner."
'We' Ginny thought. 'Oh, Christ.'
The man opened the passenger side of his four-wheel drive. She climbed in. There were two other guys in the back seat, chain smoking and talking quietly. Reynaldo climbed into the driver seat and started the car. "Alright, my only rule is no foul play. No knives, no chains, no weird shit." Ginny said unbuttoning her flannel shirt.
"Wow, stop. No, that's now what this is for." Reynaldo said.
Ginny looked confused. "Huh?" She said stupidly.
"No, Jason said that you might be able to help us take care of some guy." The mobster said much more quietly. "There's this guy, he's lying now in Poleto Bay. he owes us a lot of money." He explained. The two men in the back both nodded. "You're job is to seduce him, take him somewhere secluded. Make him think he's about to get some action and boom, you break his neck and report back to us like nothing happened."
Ginny felt the earth move. "Well, how much are we talking?" She asked buttoning her shirt up again.
"This is your first gig. we'll start it at $1000. if you impress us, we may just call you again." The mobster said. "Here's the address," he handed Ginny a piece of a paper. "We put out a fake advertisement. He called up, asking for a girl. We said we'd send one around at 9.00pm. You don't gotta fuck him or anything. But you do have to kill him. You think you can manage?"
Ginny observed the piece of paper. "Oh yeah, I like to get my hands dirty." The three men laughed
"That's a good girl," he said patting her on the shoulder. "Here, why don't you buy yourself something nice," he said handing her a couple hundred dollars. Ginny took it reluctantly. This is more than she usually made a shift and she hadn't even done anything yet.
"Seriously?" She asked dumbfounded.
"Yes, baby." Said the mobster. "I got a good feeling about this one, wouldn't you boys agree?' The two men in the back said they did. Reynaldo pulled up just outside Ginny's trailer. She hopped out of the truck but not before thanking the man for both the money and the opportunity.
"Not a problem, baby girl." The mobster said. "Remember, be at that address by 9.00 pm and wear something sexy." He smiled before driving away, the car's large tires spinning the dirt into the air. Ginny smiled brightly. The world seemed like a better place in that moment. She hurried inside her trailer, she was going to do herself proud.