Chapter 37

The following day in Houston, Texas, in the home of Lila Nash, the two siblings, Logan and Lila were talking over breakfast.

"Morning, little bro. Ya want some breakfast?" Lila said.

"Yeah. Morning to you too. I wanted to ask you something." Logan said. "One: So about my case, ummm..."

"I got this. I'm a professional. Don't worry. I'll take care of you. Besides, we both know you would NOT last inside of prison." Lila said.

"True, but this leads to my second question: You brought up Lyle. You brought up Leo. You brought up me. My question is what exactly happened to you?" Logan said.

"I never told you?" Lila said.

"No." He answered.

"Well, that's a long story. You were too young to know..." Lila said.

"Well, shit, I'm old enough now." Logan said.

"Oh, I know." Lila answered.

"Well, what the hell happened?" He said, eating eggs.

"I never thought I'd be telling you this, but here it is..."

She looked at him.

"One time in college..." Lila started.

Logan sighed.

"All the good ones start like that..."

Lila gave him a look of death.

"My bad. Continue."

"Without getting explicit: I was in college. I was kind of in my ho phase. I went to one of my friends' house parties. I got a little drunk. A guy was attracted to me. He was a frat boy. I hated that type. Still do. But he was kind of cute. He started to talk to me..."

"One thing led to another. And..." Logan said, before getting interrupted.

"Logan. His friend came in, and..."

"Oh my God." He said. "Yeah, what happened to them after?"

"Oh, them? I don't know? I know one got convicted. Sounds familiar?" Lila said.

(Intro plays)

Meanwhile, in San Diego, Rebecca Knight was at the strip club talking to Maxwell the day after the incident at the party.

"Becky. What happened?" Maxwell said.

"Max, you might have to ask Coco that. Did you?"

"Yes, I did. And I asked Lance. I'm trying to get all sides here." Maxwell said.

"Ok, myself and Jessica were dancing for these two men, making money, what have you. Cash was raining down on us like a thunderstorm. They were so turned on, they started jerking."

"Oh?" Maxwell said.

"After we saw their cocks, me and Jessica said what the hell? Let's make them come. But Zoe busted in, saying Coco was in trouble. We got told to get in the car that Solomon dropped us off in." Becky said.

"Mm-hmm." Max said.

"After we got in the car... I asked Lance what happened and he said..."

"When he found Coco, it was after it all happened." Max said.

"Yeah, that's what he said. That's when Coco said she got raped in there."

"Becky, if you want to walk away, walk away. I'm giving you the option to do it right now. I'm sure you have heard... this shit happens. And it happens a lot. Are you sure you want to be in this game?" Maxwell said.

"Can I talk to a few people first? Is Coco and Jessie here?"

Meanwhile in Houston, Texas, in the law firm where Ashley Mendes works, she was talking with her friend and co-worker, Fancy Escobar.

"Hey, girl," Ashley greeted.

"What's up, Ash?"

"'Sup, my favorite cutie with a booty?" Christian, another co-worker said.

"Chris..." Fancy said, admonishing him.

"What? I'm just saying. She's glowing, pregnancy wise. Just saying. You look good. You look good." Christian said with a smile.

"Nice save." Fancy said.

"Anyway, you still on that case? You and that horny bastard?"

"Yeah." Ashley said. "Of course. I want to see that son of a bitch gone."

"Hell yeah. I do too. We both do. Which gets me to this: I have a request." Christian said, tilting his head.

"What is it, Chris?"

"Can I represent you?" Christian said. "Look, we may be exes, but I still got love for you."

"That's sweet of you, but..."

"Ash. We're friends, right?" Christian said.

"Yeah." Ashley said.

"I got you. I got love for you. Always. Who better to represent you than friends? No ulterior motives. No booty talk... ok, maybe sometimes. Haha." Christian said, to a giggle from Ashley.

"Ok, fine, I'll do it. Since you were so persuasive and persistent, Chris."

"Yes. We got work to do, then." Christian said.

"Yes, we do." Ashley replied.

"Anyway, where were we?" Fancy said.

Meanwhile, Lila and Logan Nash were still talking while finishing breakfast.

"Logan, seriously, does that sound familiar to you?" Lila said.

"Lila, I didn't know. You didn't tell me you got..."

"By two men? Yes. Did I tell you, no. Why? You were too young to know. That's partially why I hated that you pledged. What the fuck, Logan? They treat women like objects. Plus, you more than likely bought a life into the world. If the baby is yours..." Lila said.

"If the baby's mine, it's mine. I'll be there. I won't be like my brother. Our brother. I promise you." Logan said.

"You don't need to promise me. Promise Ashley."

Lila proceeded to finish her food.

"So, what's the earliest time to get a DNA test?" Logan said.

At that moment, Logan Nash realized the consequences of his actions.

Meanwhile, back in San Diego, Rebecca was talking to Coco in the dressing room of the club.

"Coco. You don't have to answer this question if you want to. But I want to ask. What happened at the party?" Becky asked.

Coco breathed a deep sigh. She was crying. Becky touched her on the shoulder, softly. Coco sighed again, wiping tears away saying:

"You're the first person I have talked about this about except Max."

Coco said.

"Yeah?"

"He just doesn't understand what we go through. I know you are new here. I know that you like to have men watch... popping that pussy for a little cash. It ain't worth it though. Trust me." Coco said.

"Trust me. I know now. What happened?" Rebecca said.

"Well, I was dancing for these three men, doing what I normally do. I was making money, until one made an advance. He made an advance. Then another one did. By that time I was already naked. One was saying how he would do 'unspeakable things' and destroy that pussy... all the shit strippers hear all the time. I was still dancing, when my ass got slapped. My arm got grabbed from behind. The man in the middle said these words, I will never forget them: Let it happen. Just let it happen." Coco said.

"Oh my God." Becky said.

"He pushed me down. And the man pulled down his pants and..."

"You don't have to go on. I have another question, Coco. Are you out of the game?" Becky asked.

Coco looked down then looked back up. "Cameron. My name is Cameron. And thanks for listening." She said.

"You're welcome."

Cameron sashayed out of the room. After that, Jessica came in the dressing room.

"Hey." Jessica said.

"Hey." Becky replied. "What's up?"

"I heard you're getting out the game." Jessica said.

"You're right. I just my co-worker bare her soul after getting raped. Yeah, I'm gone. Look, Jessie, I got love for you. Thanks for showing me around the ropes." Becky said.

"Always. You're my girl."

"I gotta ask: Why aren't you leaving?" Becky said.

"I didn't tell you? I have bottom bitch status around here. I can't leave. Been here the longest." Jessica said.

"You're the bottom bitch? Oh, that explains everything... oh, and Jessie, I might have a way to make some more cash involving that ass of yours. I'll keep in touch." Rebecca Knight said, with a smile.

"Always liked how smart you were." Jessica said.

After that, Rebecca Knight sashayed out of the locker room with a slight idea of what she wanted to do for extra cash. She went to Max and said simply:

"I'm walking away. Tell all the girls... that I appreciate them. And to use their assets wisely."