My Name Is Not Janice

Her name isn't Janice, and that's what she's been telling her clients for a long time.

She hated that name, and it was all for one reason; the mafia and ambition had imposed it on him.

She had been kidnapped by a gang of gangsters since she was 18 years old, her mother had sent her to buy some tortillas for dinner, since her father was not long in coming home from work, and if he didn't find tortillas for dinner that were chilaquiles in green sauce, and that they were his favorites and he loved accompanying them with the said tortillas, he would be furious, and how his mother could not leave his younger brother of 3 years at home alone, because Janice did not yet know what his care was, and her mother didn't want to get away from her brother, she sent Janice to run the errand.

Janice, her name wasn't Janice, her name was Lucrecia, and that night while she was walking back home with tortillas in hand, Lucrecia was kidnapped by a white van. Two hooded men dressed in black came out of it and grabbed her, threw the tortillas to the street, they put her inside the truck against her will, and accelerating, they left the place without leaving any trace.

Lucrecia's parents never heard from her again, everything indicates that the earth swallowed her.

Lucrecia ended up involved in the world of the mafia, that night she arrived at what she knew as a casino, a gambling casino, in which the richest mobsters in the world were going to squander their money and demonstrate the power they had.

That night Lucrecia found herself face to face with the gringo; one of the most wanted gangsters in the country, a corpulent 55-year-old man, had a beard on his chin, and his hair was already graying, his belly was what disgusted her the most, because the first night, of welcome, the man asked her to sleep with him, as he had to be sure that his new merchandise was the most suitable for customers who were not only looking to hunt their fortune with their games, but who were also looking to have sex with minors. old, that they were virgins, and easy to tame.

"You have to sleep with me, or else, I will find myself in the task of telling my men to kill you, so, you decide, do you want to stay alive? or Do you want to die here? the gringo told him in a threatening voice.

Lucrecia had no choice but to accept, agree to let that disgusting man make love, she was a girl, she was 18 years old, and although she was no longer a legal girl, she wasn't ready to lose her virginity yet, in fact, until In one of those conversations that she had about sex with her parents when she was 15 years old, she had promised them that if she didn't get married a virgin, that she would at least have sex until she was 20, that she would do it for love, not because she had to do it forced, and that night of her kidnapping, her promise was broken, not because she wanted to, because they forced her to do it.

Since that night she lost her virginity to the most disgusting guy on the planet, her temper changed, she was no longer the same as before, she never smiled again unless she saw a handful of money in his hands for having rendered his services. sex to casino patrons.

When clients sought to have sex with minors, they referred to adolescents who were 18 years old, who were still virgins, pure, who had not been touched by anyone, and who were docile to their requests, and although no one believed it, the gringo he knew where to find them, and when he found them, he would take them by force from the arms of their families, and from that day on, they began to work.

"Here's the money from my fee for today" Janice tells the gringo when she enters her office.

Two years have passed since her kidnapping, and she was linked to the world of prostitution, and Janice had become one of her best workers, her weekend fees did not drop below $1,200 per client.

Clients paid a fortune for her services.

That was the only thing that had kept her going, because as she paid her fee, she was left with only $200 per customer, and she already had a very large savings in the bank with which she could live when she had a way to. leave that place.

"Well Janice, you are my most precise acquisition, of all the girls that I have here, you are the one that collects the most money in one night, imagine, today you have taken 10,000 dollars, and as a reward, I will give you 2,000 dollars just for you , here you go" says the gringo passing him a handful of green bills in his hand.

Janice smiles, the gringo had never been so generous with her before, $2,000 dollars in one night?

It was wonderful, she could keep 800 for herself, and put the rest of hers into her savings account at her bank. Well, since Janice was under the gringo's sleeves, she hadn't seen the need to look for an apartment, because all the girls who worked for him stayed to sleep in the same rooms where they made love with the clients.

The casino was a huge place, on the first floor there were, precisely, the games and the casino service, as well as a small bar that served all kinds of drinks for customers to drink while they played, and in the basement, it was the place where 15 rooms had been installed, for 15 girls.

It could be said that the basement was a kind of residence where they had everything, and they paid a fee every weekend to obtain their benefits.

Janice had her room there.

It was 10:00 in the morning when Janice woke up, it was Monday, a new week had begun, and the casino girls didn't work, they only dedicated themselves to their jobs from Friday to Sunday, which were the days with the most flow of clients both for them as for the casinos.

Janice sits on the bed, stretches her body, and stays there, thinking about what she could do that day, although every day was the same for her, always the same routine, because the only rule they had to comply with inside the casino was never leaving there, because where they got to so much just wanting to try, they would end up lying dead in a dump.

Janice got up from the bed, she was barefoot, and was wearing black pajamas, with a white top, she went to her bathroom, and got ready to brush her teeth.

Janice did not have to worry about any of her expenses, since she lived in the casino motel, being one of the best workers of the gringo, and one of his favorites since her arrival, she had the privilege of staying in the room Presidential motel, the rest of her companions lived in basic rooms where they did not even have the luxury of having a television at their disposal to train after their days of work.

They didn't care that they didn't have a television, nor did they care about the fact that they didn't have permission to have computers or cell phones, because the only thing they were grateful for was having a secure home, even if it was a motel, a home that even gave them the three meals a day that they needed to continue working hard, since that was the only thing the gringo gave them on a whim, he had hired a buffet service to take care of their three meals a day, and for the rest, she had to comply with whatever he asked of them.

Brushing her teeth, Janice thought about her family, thought about how her mother could be suffering from her sudden disappearance, even though she knew that her mother claimed that Janice, well, Lucrecia, had been kidnapped because she never hinted that she wanted to leave her parents' house if she had a good life with them, she didn't have a boyfriend enough to have wanted to go live with him hiding from her parents, no, she wasn't a bad daughter, and Lucrecia was beginning to miss them more than usual , despite the fact that she never liked the idea that her parents had given her a little brother because she had always wanted to be an only child.

Janice finishes brushing her teeth, and when she washes her face, she hears someone desperately knocking on her bedroom door, Janice knew that when they knocked like that, it was because the gringo was there, and she needed her.

"Go!" Janice yells.

Janice closes the water tap in the sink, dries her hands with her towel that was hanging on a coat rack on the wall next to it, and goes to the door quickly to open it because she hated it when the gringo gave her a knock.

"Good morning Janice, how did you wake up?" the gringo asks as he opens the door.

"Well gringo, thank you, what am I good for?" Janice asks him, serious as she had always spoken to him.

"I love it when you wake up like this, in a bad temper, I need you to get ready, and go up to my office in half an hour".

"So that?".

"Don't ask, and listen to me, I'll see you in half an hour in my office".

After his answer, the gringo withdrew, walking with his cane because one of his feet was catching too much, he looked like an 80-year-old man who could no longer deal with the ailments of his body due to old age despite the fact that he was a relatively young man.

Janice was disgusted to see him leave, she made a disgusted face after she was sure that he hadn't seen her, and she closed the door of her room, it disgusted her to think that maybe he wanted to have a moment of passion offered by her , as she had sometimes had to do if she wanted to continue with that privilege she had of being the owner of the presidential room of the casino motel.

"I hope she doesn't want to be with me, that it's not that," she says to herself as she walks to her closet.

In her closet, Janice had everything, fine clothes that she had been able to buy herself on a day that the same gringo decided to take her shopping at the end of the month for having behaved very well, and for having been very good at her job, that had As her prize, the gringo gave her all his clothes, fine clothes, like she had always wanted to wear, but that her parents couldn't afford to pay for because they weren't rich.

Janice went through her closet, pulled out a simple black jean, and a loose white strappy blouse that didn't make her look too skinny or too fat.

She picked up her white underwear from her, and left it all spread out on top of the bed that she hadn't yet made as she had always had to for when she woke up.

She undresses, leaving her pajamas lying on the floor, and goes to her shower, which was near the bed, it was a shower with a glass door, which was separated from the toilet, the toilet was the only one that had a closed door inside the room.

Janice gets into the shower and bathes with hot water, although she can't take more than 15 minutes, because if she takes more than half an hour to get ready and go to her employer's office, she might be punished. And that was something she didn't want, because the gringo's punishments could be a bit old-fashioned and the worst, and she didn't want it.

Janice finishes getting ready, she puts her hair up in a high ponytail because it hadn't gotten wet, in those days, New York had been quite cold, and her hair was only being washed every other day, so, she put it up, and She decided to put on a little makeup, to be soft, nothing exaggerated, because she had never liked the idea of makeup, she had never seen the need to use it before, she only used it when she had clients because the gringo demanded it of her, and for when sometimes it didn't look good at all because of staying up late on many occasions because the casino closed at around 2 in

the morning when there weren't any customers anymore.

She leaves her room, locks the door behind her so that none of her casino companions would want to pry in there looking for what they haven't missed, and heads down the hall to find the stairs to go upstairs. your employer's office.

Janice arrives at the office, she knows that this is because her employer had a couple of strong black bodyguards who were always there, watching their backs, they only left when the gringo gave them permission to go to the bathroom, or leave. to their houses after having finished with their work, and to eat.

"Good morning, the gringo asked me to come see him, can I come in?" Janice says to the bodyguards.

"Yes, miss, go ahead" answers one of them, the one on the right side of her.

The bodyguard on the left side steps aside, and opens the door to the gringo's office, revealing an empty office, indicating to Janice that the gringo, after having left the hallway from his room, had not come directly there.

"He's coming, you can wait for him inside" says the bodyguard who opened the door when he saw Janice with a confused face because there was no one there.

"Okay, thanks" Janice replies.

Janice enters the gringo's office, the bodyguard closes his door, and seeing that she has little time, she decides to give the place a little exploration, since she had always been curious to know what the gringo had in his office, because some times that she had passed by nearby, and tried to do so, the door had remained locked, and with a sign that he hung from a nail warning that entry was prohibited.

So far, it was a normal office, it had its desk, a desktop computer that was turned on but its screen was locked with its password, in the drawers it did not find anything strange inside when it was opened, it only found papers, and papers that she wasn't going to start reading carefully to find out that it was because it's not like she had much time to do it before the gringo showed up at her office and caught him snooping around things she didn't care about.

But his attention was fixed on his password, and to make the situation easier for him, the gringo had left a piece of paper taped on top of the wood of the desk, that paper was marked with a pencil, and it said "Computer password: 234556" , what an idiot, thought Janice with a mischievous smile, because the temptation to snoop on her computer had been fulfilled, she put the password, and the computer opened on the desktop revealing a couple of folders with different names, names that were, basically , initials, but initials of what? Names of women who have worked for him?

Yes, that was the answer Janice was expecting when she opened one of the folders with her mouse pointer, it was a folder that had videos of women, they all appeared to be between the ages of 18 and 25, each video looked different, and she wanted to reproduce one, but in the end, she couldn't do it, because the gringo was approaching the office, and Janice noticed because he was walking down the hall talking to his bodyguards.

At least she had time to close everything she had opened, to lock the computer screen again, and settle into the chair across from the desk as if nothing had happened.

"Is Janice inside?" the gringo asks his bodyguard.

"Yes sir, she's been here for about 10 or 15 minutes," answers the other bodyguard who hadn't spoken to Janice.

"How are you such idiots to have let her into my office without me being there?" the furious gringo yells at them.

The scream was so loud that Janice jumped in fright that she jumped in when she heard it.

"Sorry, we thought she had permission to do it," the guard replies.

"I want you to make it very clear that the next time I tell you that I have summoned one of my girls or someone from the staff to my office, they cannot let you in without me being there, or having given you my authorization beforehand. to do it, okay?" says the gringo trying to speak more calmly, although now he was also changing his tone of voice to threatening.

"We're understood" the guards reply at the same time.

The gringo opens the door, and enters the office with a cardboard bag in his hand that had the McDonald's logo painted on it.

When Janice saw him, she supposed that the man had brought food for both of them.

"My dear Janice, I brought you breakfast, I hope you like McDonald's" says the gringo as he walks towards his chair.

"Eh, yes, it's one of my favorites, to be honest" Janice answers trying to decipher from her look, if she had realized or not that she was touching her computer, but her look confirmed it, she didn't realize, well He kept looking at her the same as always, with his perverse and ambitious look.