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The Kollected
The Kollected
The Kollected
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Part one in a series of short stories about the motoratory operandi (MO) of street players, hustlers, and ladies of the night. THE KOLLECTED is fifteen short stories featuring Madam Persia, Kiwi, Quisha, Kollect the Pimp, Poppa Cherry, and Goldie Mack.

From the stage of Barely Legal Gentlemen club, Persia is a seasoned Vet when it comes to the profession. Whether dancing or strapping on an exotic dominatrix costume to supplement her income she does it all in HARD CORE.

Based in Los Angeles on real life events that happened on the infamous ho' stroll in South Central, "Figueroa street," a young prostitutes raped, beat up, and loses her money in THE BLADE. And a cocaine addicted Evangela who trades sex for drugs in a dope house in Compton is saved the old fashion way once a Mack name Goldie find her in COLD FREAKIN'.

In ALL BOUT MONEY, Goldie Mack is just pimpin'. With the finest hoe on two feet, his working girl Vanity. He never spends no more than the cost of condoms to start his day as he have an encounter with a female on the same mode he is on.

THE KOLLECTED is disturbing to some and exciting to others.

READ WITH CAUTION, "YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!"
LanguageEnglish
PublisherLulu.com
Release dateAug 12, 2020
ISBN9781716659133
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    The Kollected - Sir Floyd Lloyd

    The

    Kollected

    Sir Floyd Lloyd

    The Kollected

    All Rights Reserved © 2020 By Sir Floyd Lloyd

    No parts of this book maybe reproduced or transmitted in any manner by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical including photocopying, taping or by information storage retrieval system without written permission of the publisher or author. For more information contact publisher or author.

    This novel is a work of fiction based on real life events.

    All names are changed to protect the guilty and all characters, organizations, and establishments portrayed in the novel are products of the author mind. Any resemblance of real people, persons, or places are to only entertain the reader and drop game with a moral so that you may go about I the game more intelligently.

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    Author note

    I was first introduced to the life by an older prostitute. Her name was Black Emma. She could be seen walking the south west side of Compton along the over path of the 91 freeway in a pair of boots, a skirt, and a leather jacket. A serious expression written on her black face. The only time she smiled was for her grand children who were around my age.

    Seeing Black Emma get picked up by men in cars, walking in and out of a cheap motel, and working Central Avenue, a winding road that runs from hub city all the way down to the bottoms made me wonder what was she doing. She was hooking my dad explained to me one summer I asked him. From there I had to see what this hooking business that my dad said she was doing was about.

    Now that I have seen it from the sidewalks of my hood to the hill side streets of Hollywood I have stories to tell you. Some stories are good, some bad, some ugly. Nevertheless these short stories are from a lifestyle business that is a personal choice. I know many who made the choices and bad things happened they survived, and just as many who died. Black Emma in particular was stabbed on a date gone bad.

    Despite the hazards of a crazy trick, in the words of elder Jimi Starr, Pussy is the only product made in the ghetto whereas drugs are brought into the ghetto. Therefore dozens of women and men capitalize off of it in hopes to come up in the ghetto. Some come up but many make mistakes and experience a world of heartache.

    While I’m on the topic of prostitution may these 15 short stories depict the life of ghetto pimps, whores, and drug dealers who lives was uprooted by poverty and planted down in this.

    -Sir Floyd Lloyd

    Dedication

    This book is dedicated to Akimi who was born in the ghetto, turned out to the streets at an early age, was raped, robbed, beaten, and still standing on ten toes.

    The

    Kollected

    Table of Contents

    Chapter one: Hard Core

    Chapter two: Vice Night

    Chapter three: What The Coochie Do?

    Chapter four: No Mean No

    Chapter five: Bend A Corner

    Chapter six: Play your cards right

    Chapter seven: Rollin' in a Rolls Royce

    Chapter eight: Super head, Dumbass, and a Dopebody

    Chapter nine: Cold Freakin'

    Chapter ten: The 2Eleven

    Chapter eleven: Maverick Flats

    Chapter twelve: One Day You’re Here

    Chapter thirteen: Bentley For Sale

    Chapter Fourteen: The Blade

    Chapter fifteen: All Bout Money

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    HARD CORE

    IN THE MIDNIGHT HOUR wasn't nothing open this time of night but legs, Persia legs in particular. They were open real wide as she laid flat on her back pulling tight on her bikini thong showing her pussy print to men for entertainment.

        Damn, look at her monkey, a young thug said to his partner inside of Barely Legal, a gentleman’s club in Pomona.

        I’m looking, his partner said excited as they sat in two chairs around the main stage as Notorious B.I.G song Cant you see, played.

        The general manager Fiona walked up to the young men. She was dressed in a pair of heels, Apple Bottom jeans, a haute top, and a blazer jacket.

        She noticed they were violating club policy by sitting in front row seats, and not tipping the dancer.

        You cant sit here unless you tip the dancers on stage, Fiona said.

        We didn't know, one of them said as they got up from their seat to move to an open table.

        They kept their eyes on Persia. She was still on her back with her legs open. Her thong was pulled to the side. She rubbed on her pussy for all to see

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