Fallen: Out of the Sex Industry & Into the Arms of the Savior by Annie Lobert & A. J. Gregory

Author:Annie Lobert & A. J. Gregory [Lobert, Annie & Gregory, A. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Religion, Christian Life, Social Issues
ISBN: 9781617954207
Google: Z6KboAEACAAJ
Amazon: 1617954209
Barnesnoble: 1617954209
Publisher: Worthy Publishing
Published: 2015-02-16T22:00:00+00:00

A few months later I finally went back home to visit my family. I hadn’t seen them in years, and I missed them and wanted to spend some time with them.

I heard through the grapevine that Julian was visiting his sister. And after leaving countless voice mails on my phone, spouting apology after apology, I was sucked right back into his vortex and decided to call him. He missed me, Julian said. He needed me. He was extremely depressed. He wished I’d never left—he knew he blew it and that it was his fault. If only he was awarded a “second chance.” Did I love him enough to give that to him? This time things had changed him—he realized what he had lost by losing me. He said he wanted to be my boyfriend, like in the beginning of our relationship. I still had a small glimmer of hope that he would change. Pathetic, right?

I also had realized after I left our townhouse following the last severe beating with all the pimps egging him on that he had my jewelry (mainly all my diamond and gold custom jewelry that I worked so hard for), and I wanted it back. According to the pimp-ho rules, pimps are supposed to take whatever the prostitute makes or is given by him as a gift in the relationship. No girl is ever supposed to leave with anything. It is a ploy and tactic used to control and manipulate a woman into staying longer in the relationship, because if she stays, she gets to keep her things. In the Vegas streets, there is this prideful attitude that many of the women have, that if you leave and get anything, you are smarter than a pimp and you ran game back on him. The time I left before, I did take jewelry that was already on my fingers with me because he was out of town—plus my bag of clothes. But none of the cash. So this ultimately was part of my motive, to get friendly with him again and act like I was going to “choose up” again with him, so that I could get my jewelry back.

I knew I was flirting with danger, but I wanted to establish a relationship with Julian outside of being his ho. I wanted to give him a chance to really be my friend, and maybe a new chance to be my boyfriend. I wanted to know he still loved me. And maybe he had changed; maybe all the beatings I had endured under his iron fist had softened him in any way. I thought I could actually try playing the “girlfriend” role one more time in our relationship, to start off slow and keep the peace, just to see if he really had changed.

I visited Julian at his sister’s and spent the night. He was very affectionate, showering me with kisses. Then, just as I had expected, he pulled out the velvet bag where he kept all my custom jewelry.

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