Topic: Personal Stories
BLOOD MONEY
I had a friend in college who went on to become a Chicago Policeman. He never really talked too much about the calls he got on duty. He told me once about his horror at seeing a dead baby, so I understood his reluctance. But, one night, he surprised me and shared a story:
He and his partner got dispatched to a motel, to handle a disturbance. When he got there he assessed the situation: A man had paid a prostitute for sex, she'd taken the money but wouldn't pe...rform. Bottom line, the "trick" wanted his money back and the hooker wasn't giving it. To give me visuals, my friend said that the hooker looked like a dirty crackhead, who hadn't washed in a while.
Eventually, after much argument, the hooker said "Fine, take your damn money!" She proceeded to pull down her pants and panties just enough to shove the money inside. My friend said her panties were bloody; and that the funk which came out from them made him want to vomit! His partner was gagging! The hooker then reached into her panties, pulled out the period blood covered bills, and said "You still want your money?" With her rotten smell filling the area, and his money soaked and ruined, the trick declined and left. The police left to get fresh air. And, as for the hooker, she went back on the stroll for more blood money...
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Updated: Tuesday, 6 September 2016 6:15 PM CDT
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