Justice is served upon a gang of males who traffic women into slavery. the tide is turned, permanently.
Susie was away again, she had spent her entire life ducking out of one care home to another as a child, now at 18 she found herself skipping out on dubious landlords who would charge her the earth for a place to stay, unless she would offer payment in kind. Not happy to do either, she would oft moonlight whilst owing, and now was such an occasion.
She headed for the more urbane part of town; the small amount of money she had would not sustain her long; she needed find work and shelter quickly once more, or perhaps sign for the meagre welfare she’d be allowed, once an appropriate address could be given. A pretty brunette, her petite figure in tight jeans caught the eye of many as she threaded herself through the urban sprawl of town, the carbon monoxide thick in her nostrils made her need for shelter and a nice shower, all the more urgent. She came across a newsagent with a large billboard outside the entrance; ‘Accommodation’ read the legend above it. She stood and fingered the cards which advertised places to stay.
Across the street a large male smiled as he saw the nubile bottom in the tight jeans, and pushed a similarly aged girl in Susie’s direction, having whispered something in the ear of the girl, who was obviously in the charge of the male to one extent or another, the pair stationed strategically whilst waiting for a ‘Susie’ to appear. Susie was immediately distracted by the soft blonde girl who ‘accidentally’ brushed against her as she pinned her accommodation notice amongst the others, then smiled as she feigned paying the newsagent as she into the shop; she was careful to see if Susie was now viewing her card, the terms were much better than average, but not too cheap to make a petite female viewer wary of the true but unknown purpose. The girl came out smiling to find Susie most interested in her advert; Susie was immediately lulled into a false sense of security on seeing a like female actually pin the card. She was most interested.
”How would you like to go for a coffee together, before we take a look; you can tell me all about yourself- my name’s Anna.” The blonde tingled as Susie took the bait; she had to know her circumstances before taking her back to where they would rendezvous with the large male, to whom she gave a deft hand signal, unseen by Susie. The male smirked with anticipation and disappeared into the darkness of an alley as the two girls chatted on their way to the café. Susie’s journey was about to begin.
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