My Aunty Made Me A Sex Worker Chapter 2
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I dressed exactly as aunty Mona instructed.
I wore one of my best native outfits, which my mother sewed. It was an off shoulder short gown.
It was my favorite because my mother and father both had it. I removed my rubber slippers from my Ghana must-go bag and placed them on my foot.
When I finished, I climbed down the stairs to meet Aunty Mona who was waiting for me.
I saw her making a business call as soon as I entered the living room.
I stood there patiently waiting for her to finish the call.
After a few minutes, she hung up.
And stared at me from head to toe, making me wonder what was wrong.
“Did you love what you were wearing?” She asked as I examined myself from head to toe to determine what was wrong with the cloth.
“Yes, ma, I love the dress.” I replied respectively. She did not say anything anymore.
She signaled me to go out, which I did without hesitation.
One thing I have noticed about aunty Mona is that she rarely speaks but is full of actions and signals. Her workers follow all of her signals quickly and respectfully.
Some of the female servants gave me a pΓ―tiful look while I was going out. One even had the audacity to ask me why I decided to follow aunt Mona to the city the previous day.
“If I were you, I would not have come to the city with Aunt Mona,” she said, but I got mΔd at her because she is not that stayed at home for the entire term.
I was lost in thought, unaware that we had arrived at our destination, until aunty Mona asked me to get out of the car.
When I got out of the car, I was taken aback by the view. It was not the kind of place I had expected. It was a restaurant combined with a lodge.
I saw some girls walking almost half nΔked, dressed in skimpy outfits, while others danced to the worldly music playing in the background.
Some of the girls ran up to Aunt Mona, who immediately stepped out of the car to collect her bags and other items she had brought from home.
“Holy Mary,” I muttered, touching my rosery while making the sign of the cross. “Why will Aunt Mona bring me to this unholy gathering of unbelievers?” I wondered angrily.
“You would better behave yourself.” Aunt Mona remarked, noticing my angry state. We walked from the car to heaven knows where.
I noticed some girls staring disdainfully at me, while others looked pitifully at me, much like the maid at home, and I wondered why they were all acting wired.
We arrived at an isolated room near the end of the lodge. When the other girls took a different route a short while ago, it was just Aunt Mona and me.
Aunt Mona took a key out of her pocket jean and opened the door.
She told me to take off my shoes, which I did before entering the room. The room was initially dark, but when Aunt Mona turned on the light, my body nearly jumped out of my skin in fear.
The room was more of a shrΓne with a touch of mordenity. The floor was covered in a white rug and some fetish items. Such as small native pots and cowries, cow horns, and skeletons.
This was the height of it. I am a child of light, so why is Aunt Mona bringing me to a devilish shrine?” I thought frantically.
“Pie,” Aunt Mona called.
“Yes, ma,” I responded.
“Before I can do anything for you in terms of school or anything else, you must first reach an agreement with me,” she said, bringing her native pot towards me.
“Agreement with you? How?” I inquired, perplexed.
“But aunt, I can not agree with the devil; if that is what I am thinking, I do not want to; I am a child of the Most High, please take me back to my mother.” I expressed my fear. My mother has taught me nothing but the world of God throughout my sixteen years of life. I can tell the difference between good and evil, and what Aunt Mona is trying to force me to do is evil. Which is something I will not do.
TO Be Continued
