My brain kinda went on pause mode, so I followed the hooker into the pimp's car. Wow, looking back on it, it was not the smartest move i'd ever made. I didn't know where we were going. The windows to the hippie van were tinted. I think I might be kidnapped.

The hooker was sitting on the front passenger seat so I couldn't even entertain myself by looking at her while we drove.

Finally, after what seemed like a really long time, we stopped. The door opened, and I saw we were at a warehouse. I was kinda scared.

"Well whatcha waitin fo' son?" the pimp said. "get outta there!"

RATE THIS BRANCH!