"You look like you need some help there girlie." a man said.
Tanya turned around to see a fairly muscular black man dressed in a purple suit and hat.
The man continued "These streets can be dangerous this time of night for a pretty thing like you. What are you doing out here?"
Tanya didn't want to directly say she was hooking so she hinted by saying "I'm trying to collect some money to repay this guy I owe."
"I might be able to help you with that. Come with me and we can discuss it at my place..." the black man smiled and stretched his arm out to guide Tanya to his car.
His car was quiet beautiful. A white mercedes. The wheels were large and shiny and Tanya could see her reflection in them as she got in.
There wasn't much talk in the car, so Tanya just admired the clean interior and leather seats. After about 45 minutes of driving on the highway, the purr of the engine melted her to sleep.
When Tanya woke up, it was the next day. She stretched out her arms and legs like a car as she yawned herself awake.
Then she noticed it. Her left arm was handcuffed to a bed post. The bed was simply a ripped up matress on a metal frame. There were no sheets and Tanya was wearing only her underwear.
Then the black man from last night entered the room.
"Bitch, How dare you hook on my turf!! I'm Leroy and nobody works my streets unless this pimp says so."
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