A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 1 – 10
A LETTER TO YOU
Chapter five.
My meeting with Lara was one of the thing I never wish to happen to my enemy because it changed my life negatively. I was back in school to my way of living until she walked up to me and gave me a sum of #10,000 naira without asking from her.
“That’s just a token of what you will be getting if you decide to play by my rules and follow all I ask you to do” she said to me.
“Wow, you just dashed me this amount of money, how can I thank you but if I may ask where do you get all these?” I queried her.
“It is none of your business, what I need from you is your response” she hissed and eyed me.
” Okay, let me know the business you are into at first and I will think about it if it worth my investment ” I replied her.
” Okay since you are bent on knowing the kind of business, I will come out plain with you” she said that and went to her room and came back with two other ladies who were older as she introduced them to me as her friends.
We exchanged greetings and they stare at me which made me feel uncomfortable.
” Lara, do you think this one can do the business or what do you think Helen” she asked the second lady.
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“We don’t have to Jugde a book by its cover, let’s try her out, she might be more useful to us than we can ever imagined” Helen replied her.
A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 1 – 10
As they were discussing, Lara was just staring at the two, I knew she already had her decision made up but just considering the opinions of the other two. After a while she clears her throat and said to them.
” She has been a good and loyal friend to us and I am sure she will surely be of good help when we need her” Lara said to them.
I was confused, am yet to understand the kind of business she was talking about and what help will I render, I don’t seem to understand. I was looking at the three from one angle to another just wishing that someone would give me an answer.
” ehm, Alisa, I know you are in need of something that will be giving you money like a business and I know you are the diligent type so I would not want you to start saying another story. You see the business where I had been making making money is no other than what we call” home servicing”. Lara said to me.
Home servicing what does that mean, I was searching for the answer on my mind. I was just curious within me.
” oh it seems you don’t seem to understand what I am saying, all I am saying is that we are into advance runs” she said to me with smiles on her face.
” what, you mean you ladies are into pro$titution, what about the ….” I was short of words.
“Ehh, please I don’t need your advice or morals I know I have nothing to lose, so if you are in, make up your mind” Stella the other lady said to me.
“Chill girls, you don’t have to scream at her, you know she is just a mummy child and that would be a pull on her” Lara said to them
” Mummy’s child or not, we all have our own parent to but we have to survive” Helen said after she had made up her mind.
I could not utter anything that evening as they left for their rooms, I was alone in my room as I thought over it again and again, I needed somone to guide me and put me through but none was coming. I thought and ponder on it both on the goodies it will being and the bad side of it. My mind divided, I was longing for the money while the other one was restraining me.
I slept off and woke up the next day still with the thought in my head. I walked into Lara rooms and asked her for help.
“You see I felt this way also when I was first introduced into this business, I was like what if my parents hear, what will the people say about me, what will become of me but I had to develop a thick skin. Since it is my life, I have to live it to the fullest, the way I love without anyone interfering into it.” Lara advised me that morning.
” It is true it is my life but what about if I have it lied with regrets” I asked her.
” don’t let anyone decieve you, we are all sinners, no one is a saint , we all have regrets , you are already a grown up lady and you can make your choice without waiting for your parents after all you are above twenty one.” Lara added.
” So you have to brace up yourself and do what will make you make. You can decide to stop when you feel like stopping, it is not a lifetime business” she advised more.
I was confused when she said I can stop and that it is my life. She shows me various things she had purchased through the act despite that fact she was a student. She had different designer bags, shoes an wears. She had a lot of cash to spend and on top was using the latest phone. I was moved with all these materials she had accumulated.
What made me more surprise was when she showed me her bank account and I saw a whooping sum that even a civil servant could not save for three years.
” so you mean this kind of business gave you all these” I asked in surprise.
“Yes, I got it through the business and there are more to come so I know that if you join you will be more capable of taking care of yourself.” She said to me.
I was already brainwashed and with the fact that I was carried away with the material things in her possession, I didn’t think about the repercussion of the business but after a life of luxury in the business.
“Lara, I am interested,” I said to her
“Wow, that is nice” she hugged me tight that day and from there thought me all I needed to know about the art of prostitution. Hmmm but what lies ahead was more that I could contain.
The saying that not all that glitters is not gold is true…but I will explain my painful experience in this letter.
The first thing she did was to open a par for me on Instagram which was named “queen 101” from there I started my half nvdes twerking videos which was a means of getting potential customer most especially from guys that are swayed away by what they see and could not control their emotions. I did that for a month and like a flash I had garner a lot of followers on my list.
There were backlash and troll, someone knew me called my attention to desist from there act and focus on my studies but I ignored them as I labelled them “haters”. There were some who were hailing me to continue, I thought they were the people that loved me but little did I know that they were just after the pleasure and nothing else. Some of them praise and hail me on the gram but at the back haul insults on me.
I continued with this lifestyle on Instagram claiming ” it is my life, I have the authority over it” I developed a thick skin to criticism and block anyone that want to advise or speak against my ways. I thought I was doing the right thing as I told one of my mates then to stop advising me.
” if you know you can’t cope with my lifestyle it is better you leave my life or you hug a pole” I screamed at blessing one of my fellow mates on campus.
“But this is like eating on the devils table” she advised me but I was already determined
” will your advice put food on my table” I asked her.
Hmm(she paused to clean her eye, she was shedding few tears)…how I wish I had listen then, the truth is bitter to accept. I was encouraged my the words like let her enjoy her life and those people are the part of the YOU, I am writing this letter to..Those people that will stay behind their keyboard and encourage people doing wrongs instead of constructive criticism, YOU that will troll others just to ridicule them, YOU that will encourage evil with your words but you are living a decent life but encouraging others who had been misled, you are among those I am writing this letter to. YOU have failed me, if you have not encourage me into doing this bad things I will not be where I am today, I am now a murderer. ( she weeps as tears dropped from her eye. She lookes at the dead man beside her and spit on it. ” you are part of them, you ruin my life( she cried aloud).
I will continue with my letter, so you have to relax and move along..don’t be quick to judge me but pick sense from my nonsense.
I continued with this and with the help of Lara ad the other ladies, I was becoming a pro in it. Until one day, I was contacted by a man through my Instagram handle. He introduced himself and I told him what I do for a living. He was one of the big men in the oil state. He was rich by the pictures he sent to me.
I informed Lara and the other girls as they were more skilled than me and we schedule the meeting with the said man. We fixed a day but it was a day I will never forget in my life inspite of that we still continue in the business because of the money.. It is true “money is the root of all evil” .
We set out for the journey as we were dressed in our most seductive attire and a driver was made to pick us up. We got to a large flat with many rooms.
I entered the house and we were looking at the beautiful designs around. I was happy that I am going to make it bigger this time around. I was happy within me. Same goes to Lara and the other girls.
“Welcome young ladies, relax there is nothing to fear just had it on mind that your life will change.” One of the boys that brought us said .
After sometime , he came again and called Lara and the other ladies that their attention was needed by other men in the room. Immediately, Lara followed without fear since she was no new in the game while the other ladies, Helen and Stella were taken to another room. I could see them saying some silent protection prayers while they were going.
I was the only one remaining on the chair as I was staring, the man came out, he was huge in stature with his protuding stomach , he smiled at me and gave me a sum of money that was in dollars.
“Sir, a.yet to do anything, why are you paying me” I asked.
” I pay before service to let you know I can give you anything sofar you do my wish and there is no going back ” he said.
I was enticed by the money. “Anything sir, I replied.
He moved me to the room and locked the door. He asked me to undress which i did, the next thing was that he went into the shower. He stayed for a longer time in the shower and I was already getting pisses off.
After some time of lying on the bed, the door of the bathroom opened and I saw a huge snake crawl out of the bathroom. I wanted to run but I was glued to the bed.
” what is this” I was afraid as it was coming to me..
“Help, help, I am doomed” I shouted.
The snake crawled towards me and …
A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 1 – 10
To be continued.
What will happen next..her first outing and she is seeing this, will Alisa escape this …
A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 1 – 10
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A LETTER TO YOU: Chapter 1 – 10
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