Sitting on a Goldmine

By Joe Race

Teenager Josie Gonzales is viciously raped and impregnated by an uncle in the Northern Philippines, and is taken to Manila by her mother out of embarrassment and for an abortion. She is placed under the tutelage of her auntie, Anna, who introduces her to the world of prostitution in an Ermita brothel. Through the next few years, Josie learns the working girl business and what men really want. After several negative experiences, she is determined to better her life with college and earn a law degree to help those less fortunate than herself.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: Sep 22, 2008
• ISBN: 9781426943843

Joe Race

Joe Race is a retired police officer/deputy sheriff with 45 years of law enforcement service. He now writes fulltime and teaches law enforcement classes at the nearby Saipan community college. His heroes have always been cowboys: some real like Bat Masterson, Buffalo Bill Cody, Wild Bill Hickok, and Wyatt Earp; some Hollywood versions of brave, stalwart men like Gene Autry, Roy Rogers, Hopalong Cassidy, Lash LaRue, John Wayne, and Eddy Dean. He loved Dale Evans and the other cowgirls, and all the four-legged friends like Bullet, Champion and Trigger. After twelve years in Micronesia, Joe is "almost" an islander and an official beachologist. During his trip to the big island of Hawaii, Joe was fascinated by the early days of the Parker Ranch and learning about the island cowboys, the paniolos. They were real and still are. This book is about them. Aloha and mahalo! This is his fourth novel.

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DEDICATION

To Ms Salve’

Who helped several teenage girls

who had been forced into prostitution,

With encouragement and support,

food, recreation, and comfort at church.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either

the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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CONTENTS

DEDICATION

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

1

THE VIOLENT BEGINNING

2

MORE GAMES–MORE EXPERIENCE

3

ANOTHER LIFE’S EXPERIENCE, OR TWO

4

THE RESEARCHER

5

HONEY BUNNY, THE NEW GIRL

6

JOSIE AND HONEY TOGETHER

7

GLORIA

AND THE PERFECT ORGASM

8

COLLEGE CLASSES

READY TO BEGIN

9

ERECT MEN–TIRED WOMEN

10

ONE MILLION PESOS

11

AMERICAN JOANNE

12

LOVE ON THE REEF

13

THE SCHEMING BASTARD

14

FIRST DAYS OF COLLEGE

15

CHOCOLATE THUNDER–

BOBOT DINGDONG BONG BONG

16

THE FIRST RUSSIAN PROSTIE

17

JACK’S BACK IN MANILA

18

FIRST YEAR OF ACADEMIA FINISHED

19

BAD DAY IN LBFM

20

JUSTICE, FILIPINO STYLE

21

STUPID GUNGGONG JOAQUIN

22

RESTLESS HOUSEWIVES

23

POLICE HASSLES

24

JACK DECIDES TO DECIDE

25

EPILOGUE

GLOSSARY

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Muchas gracias to my usual band of brothers and sisters, who always stand ready to give a helping hand and spend hours of editing and making suggestions. You know who you are. Breaking bread and watching the sunset, and your friendship is so important to a writer. I owe you all a cold one at the Oleai Beach Bar…maybe two.

I also want to mention crime fighters every where that go about their jobs faithfully, regardless of the dangers, the unpredictable social conditions, and the indecisive, ever-changing politicians. As law enforcement officers, we’re on one side of the prostitution issue, and interacted every day with the male and female sex workers. Many of them were on the streets, or as close as a call on the cell phone, or in the brothels without choice. Some of them enjoyed the life and purposely chose it, while there was a large percentage that would rather be following other dreams if they could.

I want to commend the church groups and social workers that work every day to help. Some of the prostitutes find the trail back to normalcy, while others stand in their own way and buck opportunities that come along. Some of the guys and gals have drug and gambling problems, and sadly, some of them are mentally and emotionally damaged. A small percentage of them are just plain ornery and stupid.

As cops, we tried to keep the streets clean and to stop the passersby from being hassled and the legitimate businesses from closing. We tried to keep the sex workers behind closed doors, and took them to find help when they needed it, be it detox, rehab, ER or a mission for a meal.

Do any of them make it back to a normal life? Transformation does, and can take place. Of course, some get back and are successful-that’s testimony to the resilient human spirit. Some of the people you deal with everyday, like hotel managers and lawyers, bankers and psychologists, journalists and computer programmers, once sold their bodies for sex and cash. Are they necessarily bad, or are their customers? That’s not for me to judge. Do I admire their tenacity and determination for moving forward? I most certainly do-they’ve come a long way from turning tricks at three AM in a stranger’s hotel room.

Prostitution will never be eradicated-maybe controlled at best. It’s like the drug problem; when there’s a demand, there’ll be a supply. Men want women, either single or in the state of marriage. Karl Marx pointed out that the primary things with which mankind is concerned are food and sex. In a setting where the struggle for existence is a difficult one, food dominates sex; in a civilization, where the struggle for food, as regards a big proportion of the people, is no longer an issue, sex dominates food.

1

THE VIOLENT BEGINNING

Josephine Josie Gonzales grew up on a farm in rural Vigan, in the Republic of the Philippines. She was fourth in line of a family of nine brothers and sisters. Her parents were faithful church goers, and did wala or knew nothing of birth control. Each new baby put them further in debt, and took away any chance for the older ones to go to college or abroad for well-paying jobs. Josie was bright and beautiful, already knew English and Espanol, and showed all the signs of being a successful adult within the economic restrictions. She had won a dozen academic awards and medals at her school. It even appeared that she might be a lucky one that would bust out of the lingering cycle of poverty.

But the possibilities all changed at age fourteen while she was working in the fields. She was viciously raped and impregnated by her cruel uncle in a rice paddy, and she nearly died from drowning when he left her facedown in the water. Her mother’s brother, rapist Uncle Tommy, denied everything and said that the girl had been flirting with the neighbor boys and probably got knocked up by too much fucking. The mother believed the uncle and figured Josie’s raging hormoneshad turned her into a little tramp. She took the girl to Manila to have the baby aborted.

The mother was embarrassed for her family and left the child after the abortion with her own sister, Anna, who led a questionable life in the bars and canteens of Burgos Street in the center of Manila. Every one in the family was poverty-stricken, and had to do whatever was necessary to survive. Anna got Josie drunk several times on vodka and a generic ecstasy pill, and sold her off to Japanese businessmen as a virgin. This always brought in a double fee.

Josie would cry and struggle during the sex, and the auntie would chastise and control the girl by holding her down. She would tell the businessman to push hard, as the girl was small and tight. The auntie then would get close to the fucking action, precisely where the penis penetrated the vagina, and from a hidden capsule, spill some pig blood onto the sheet. Because of the thrashing and bouncing on the bed, the blood would splatter all over Josie’s butt and vagina, and convince the Japanese man that he had just broken open a virgin. He was happy and felt macho, and the cousin received her double fee. She would give Josie an extra two hundred pesos.

From deep inside her soul, Josie was determined to find a way out of this terrible situation. She saved whatever money she had, and started a bank account. She wanted an education, fine clothes and a chance to improve her life. After the tenth virgin assault, she found herself with over five thousand pesos in her account, counting the commission from Auntie Anna, and the tips from the Japanese men. Josie also discovered that if she cried out loud after losing her virginity some of the men would feel sorry for her, and leave her extra money. Others would run as quickly as possible from the bedroom.

During the sexual encounters, Josie would generally fantasize about a new home on the beach, or putting her parents in a nice retirementhome, or buying some new clothes or a reliable car. Her most exact fantasy was about getting an education and becoming a lawyer or doctor. Sometimes she didn’t have to fake an orgasm; just thinking about graduating with honors was enough to put her over the edge. Occasionally she would think about a fantasy man, like most of the girls in the brothel, that would come charging in on a white stallion and carry her off for a normal life, filled with sensitivity and love.

But she learned to be realistic and honest about her situation. Always the businesswoman, Josie learned another trick on her tenth virginity loss. The man would occasionally hold her to comfort her, and through a conversation in broken English, she would say, I think I really like sex. Can we do it again? She would slide over on his lap and rub her bare pussy on his legs.

The Japanese man would be delighted to hear that he had introduced her to sex, and she had enjoyed it and wanted more. She would ask to go shower and take the man with her. She would get some clean sheets, and while she was making the bed, she would make sure that the man had a full view of her naked backside and shaved pussy. By this time, the man had regained his power and was ready to re-mount his new sexual protégé. This was the perfect time for Josie to say, I really want to make love again with you. Maybe you could help with my college expenses?

The man would ask how much money she needed. She would wrinkle up her forehead in worry and say, The books and tuition are very expensive. I want to make something of myself. Can you give me two thousand pesos more? Of course, this was double rate again after the virgin penetration.

At this stage of the game, the man would have given her a new car or a trip to Disneyland. He quickly acquiesced to the additional fee. She kept this information from her auntie. Anna later learned of thisnew arrangement and told her that the commission worked both ways. For the next five customers, Anna made her work without a commission. All the fees went to Anna.

Jose followed the rules for a month. Being a young girl, one day she forgot the auntie’s conditions with a wealthy client, who gave her three thousand pesos. As he was leaving the apartment house, the man said, Your niece is very sexy. She was well worth the extra money.

Anna figured she would wait and see what Josie would do with the money. By the next day, Josie still hadn’t turned in the extra commission fee to Anna. This played right into Anna’s plans. She had a Spanish customer, Ben Reyes, that wanted to spank a bad school girl. She telephoned Ben and told him to come by the apartment at four o’clock.

Anna walked into Josie’s bedroom and told her to put on a teenager mini-skirt and a blouse, that they were going shopping. About an hour later, Ben showed up with a wad of money and an evil glint in his eye. They negotiated a fee of five thousand pesos for disciplining Josie, and Anna offered to help hold her down. Anna, with Ben following closely, went into Josie’s bedroom while she was brushing her hair.

Anna confronted Jose about not turning in her commission, and told her that she was going to be punished.

Josie asked, What’s the man doing here? Is he a customer?

Anna replied, In a way, he’s a customer. He’s going to spank you for breaking my rules.

Josie said, No, he’s not. I haven’t been spanked since I was twelve years old, and that was from my dirty uncle. I know what follows afterwards. He’ll have to pay big-time.

No money for you, Josie. Anna then said to Ben, Go get her. Don’t worry about noise. Give her a hard spanking. You can use your hands or her hairbrush. The bedroom was in the middle of a concrete building and soundproof.

Ben took Josie by the hands and pushed her down on the couch. Josie kicked and tried to flail her arms. Anna came up on the back of the couch and grabbed Josie’s arms and held her firmly against the couch. Ben pulled off her skirt and panties. He then sat on a chair and yanked Josie over his lap with her butt raised high. She was crying and yelling, almost hysterical. Anna came over and held her head and shoulders. She said, Start spanking her. She’ll calm down!

Ben said, You’ve been a very bad girl. You have to be punished. He spanked her with his hand. She kept crying and screaming.

Ben exclaimed, That won’t do. You’re very bad. He picked up her hairbrush and spanked her several times with the flat side of the brush, turning her bottom rosy red. Josie realized that further struggling was useless. She let the man spank her ten more times with little resistance. She was openly weeping.

The man asked, You understand now? You have to be a good girl.

Josie answered in a whimper, now being more skilled every day in some of these weird man-woman relationships, Okay. I’ll be a good girl. I’m sorry.

The man said, That’s a good girl. Now, did you do your homework from school?

Jose now realized there was another game coming up and said, No, sir. I was watching television. I didn’t do my school work.

The man said, Then you deserve another spanking.

Anna mouthed, This will cost extra. The man nodded in agreement.

Josie began to sob in pretended fright, and the man spanked her five more times with the hairbrush. Her butt got bright red. The man soothed her bottom with a light massage, and reached between her legs, and felt her pussy. She was dripping wet.

Than man asked her, You want to fuck, don’t you?

She nodded in agreement. The man undressed her completely and laid her spread-eagled on the couch. He was rock hard, and entered her in one swift stroke. Josie was now sighing in pleasure.

Auntie Anna left the room, smiling to herself. Josie had been punished, and she had just added another happy customer to her clientele list…and another six thousand pesos to her bank account for her old age.

2

MORE GAMES–MORE EXPERIENCE

During her first year, Josie managed to sock away over fifty thousand pesos. Her bank account was growing and she was drawing interest on her savings, which to Josie, was like magic. It was just beyond her imagination that the bank would give her extra money just for saving in their bank. She didn’t waste money on drugs or gambling. She had already seen the disastrous result of any kind of bad habit with other prostitutes.

And she was learning how to manipulate men and find ways to empty their wallets. Men were basically visual beings, and she always gave them plenty to look at. Spreading her pubes, and maneuvering his legs behind her head was often enough for them to climax. Men have been looking up skirts for centuries, and she let her customers, after some teasing, clearly see the shaved treasure between her legs.

The virgin game was bringing in less and less money, because the Japanese customers were talking among themselves and comparing girls. The Chinese customers didn’t seem to care if the girl was a virgin or not, they just wanted to fuck. The game worked quasi-well with the American military whose members came to town periodically.