Seductive Company - By Redsnapper Page 0,3
when India was just two months old, which compelled her mother to bring in all these bizarre men into their home. Her mother depended on these men to help her with any and everything as long as she put out sexually. India’s mother was an uneducated woman, only reaching the ninth grade before she ended up dropping out. The drugs, well they just kept her mother from working a steady job. Another thing that bothered India was the fact that her mother was always soaring on some trip that her crack addition carried her on. It was a struggle to fight those uncanny excuses of men, who would purposely wait on her mother to pass out so they could pounce on their intended prey and trying to molest her. She fought most of them off as best as she could, fighting them most of the night as she tried to endure through her torment and keeping herself from getting pregnant by one of these bastards.
One night she was unsuccessful. He mother had passed out on one of her usual drug trips, when her present trick whose name was James came into her bedroom and commenced to beat her, hitting her square in the jar as he shouted, “You little bitch...you’ve been teasing me for three weeks and now you’re gonna give me that pussy!” He beat her for what seemed like hours until she could not move and then forced her down on her bed raping her until the sun came up. When India told her mother about what happened, India’s mother immediately pointed the finger at her accusing India for upsetting James and without hesitation kicked her out on the street for three days. This of course made her very reluctant to step into any significant relationship with any man because she felt that all men are all dogs, grabbing and taking whatever they wanted. When her mother refused to believe her when India told her what had transpired, she knew she had to find a way out from going down that same winding road, repeating that horrendous lifestyle. Finally, after three years of anguish and enduring with her immoral excuse of a mother is found unfit to care for India, so she was removed from the home. She then moved to Kansas City to live with her cousin until she finished high school.
India moved on with her life, working for several businesses in the city, going to college in the evenings and earning her degrees through night study, she was able to move on and up in the company to her current position as Senior Marketing Manager for a Fortune 500 company.
After all this, you may be wondering how she became the ruthless sexual call girl vixen that is running the pleasure game in Kansas City. Well, it all started after India’s marketing team won that big $250 million dollars contract that she had been working on for several months. The deal was sealed and her team was given a huge bonus which the board of directors recognized her potential and promoted her in the firm. After all, that hard work she decided it was time to relax a little before she set out on her next business endeavor. While she was at the company celebration party, she was there with a few of her colleagues as she looked around, scoping the scene. Suddenly, one of her closest friends, Ursula Ballentine strolled over toward her as she reached out to embrace her saying, “India…Girl...congratulations on your well deserved promotion…I know it must be a great accomplishment for you.” “What’s next on your agenda…CEO I presume?”
She laughed as she stared at her answering, “You know…that’s not a bad idea…I could see that in my future!”
Ursula laughed as she replied, “Girl…I’d say that you’re kidding but…somehow with your exceptional work ethic…I believe that you’re probably seeking that status for sure!”
Before she could respond, Danika Winfield, another so called friend and colleague strolled over, making her customary sarcastic remarks, “And what’s wrong with a little ambition…I like a woman who knows what she wants and goes after it!”
She looked at Danika smiling as she observed her suddenly licking her lips as if she saw something she craved. India grinned slightly as she responded, “Well…I believe that we should always work for what we want.” “We should strive to break those glass ceilings that are set out there for women.”
Quickly, Marc Davis, one of India’s administrative assistants, who was standing a few