A LADY CALLED GILLIAN…. AND THE GANG
Her hair dazzled. Her face was bright and she seemed to possess a lot of hope in life. Her expression of beauty was more than a word to her. This tall studious lady was the centre of attraction to the urban men. She made it sure that everywhere she moved, she was glared at. Failure to glare at her, would pronounce a false prophecy to her judgment. She expected men and women to show that ‘wanting’ look. Her short pants and dresses made it clear to what she really aspired- attention. She was the ‘attention seeker’.
Her long, black hair was natural and was treated more than any other asset she possessed. Her long, brown, non-sooty legs were also her icon. She made it sure that she visited a professional masseuse for the job well done on daily basis. Her name was Gillian.
Her talks around the town were wired throughout. She had been making men fight and engage in unproductive talk. A certain gang of boys, who had been terrorizing the town for a while, had been investigating Gillian for some time. They had been residing in the urban area for quite some time. They decided to work out ‘something’ to keep her ‘attention’ shut. They came up with a very well developed plan to capture this high class lady. She wasn’t the type you would bump on and get to know the other side in such an abrupt manner. At some moments, she was the refined one!
The day of invasion was on Friday. They knew that Gillian was a frequent customer
of the high end club at the outskirts of the town. At around 9pm, the boys set out and drove towards the town. They rented a black Bentley for the night. They were 100% sure that this ride would woo Gillian as she was accustomed to luxury stuff. She downgraded men who had low financial status. She would be heard saying, ‘I don’t ride with poor fellas’
The gang decided to disperse and left Johnny accomplish the task of luring the lady to their disposal. He sat inside the Bentley. He was the only guy respected in the vibe corner. He always knew how to hit the dot. They agreed to meet in a certain luxury apartment house number 56.
Johnny sped to the club and as he parked the car there, most ladies kept admiring the great posh guzzler. They all wanted a ride. Johnny was specific. He only wanted to ‘shut down Gillian’s hot pride’ in town. He approached Gillian at a certain window. She was indulging in a certain talk with advertisers and promoters. They wanted her to feature in their promotions and advertisements.
‘Gimmie a sec’ she said to the promoters
They all got up and went.
‘You look great and your rings look exquisite,’ Gillian uttered as she stared at Johnny’s expensive clothing from Gucci store, his watch from Rolex Company and his elegant shoes. She definitely knew she had got somebody who would shower her with money.
‘I’m Johnny’ he said smiling.
‘I’m Gillian, the lady who’s known all over’ she said in a pride notation.
‘I’ve been looking for you and I think I have got you at last’ he said smiling as he sat down.
They talked for a while and smiles would occasionally follow.
After sometime, Johnny cut the moods and asked a certain awkward question.
‘Can we go for a ride?’ Johnny asked as he pointed outside the window at his ‘rented Bentley’ at the entrance of the club.
‘Wow! That’s yours?’
‘Yeah’ he said as he held her arms while dangling the Bentley car keys on her face using his other hand. They walked towards the back route of the club.
Within minutes, she was inside and the ride was on. Johnny was extremely happy on getting ‘this expensive lady who got the attention all over the city.’ He had evil plans. They halted at a certain luxury apartment. Johnny stared at Gillian. She looked at him too closely and tapped his thighs. She kissed him.
‘I would really love such a dude. You really know how to treat a lady. You are a gentleman.’ She said as she admired the car’s dashboard and the luxury apartment outside.
‘I would like to live in such an apartment. It’s really luxury’
All this time, Johnny was smiling and wanting her to get to the apartment as soon as it would happen.
They alighted and Johnny led the way. They walked straight to house number 56. Pushing the door open, Gillian wrapped her hands around Johnny and held him tightly as she hugged him from behind. Before the door closed, six other boys got inside the room and surrounded the ‘couple’. It was Johnny’s gang.
They said to Gillian certain harsh words to ridicule her. They downgraded her for the first two minutes. A hot slap hurled by Johnny on her cheek sent her down sprawling like a dying snake. She received consequent slaps at almost all parts of her body. She was then hurled on the bed and they all unzipped their trousers. For about one hour, she was in intense pain as they raped her in turns while been heavily slapped and also been scolded.
She was then left to lay helpless on the bed as if in a coma. The gang bought wine and drunk as they spilled the rest on her body. They had damaged her cute face, lowered her dignity and dehumanized her in such a very bad way. They inserted one of the wine bottles in some inappropriate part of her body.
They made it sure she wasn’t dead.They didn’t want to kill her.
‘Check out if she is breathing’ Johnny said to one of his colleagues
‘She will be okay in a few hours’ he said
‘And she is going to take days to recover’ Johnny said as he laughed at her stupidity from the club to the shocking lodging. They got outside in a very jovial mood.