Thread: Modern Day Slavery (Athene & East)

Joslin Indigo Hawthorne September 14th, 2017 1630 PM Loyola University New Orleans, Louisiana It wasn't too amazing to see tons of ads that were asking for models. But it was honestly kinda easy to predict, and thus a bit annoying. What really made them irk Joslin the most, however, was that it sounded like the people were so desperate that they had typed their ad up in an incredibly tasteless manner. While Joslin wasn't a complete virgin, she had some standards and a sense of class she'd abide by. Suffice to say, nothing had made her want to take any of these advertisements seriously. Each new tab she had opened was Xed out. Soon, Joslin was left with the main Gigs tab and found herself scrolling all the way down before going back again. F5, perhaps? she wondered, shrugging as she went on and pushed down on said button. Lo and behold, near the very top, there was indeed a brand new ad. One that had been posted less than five minutes ago. ... Live in daughter slave? What the ... ? Just as it had done with her report, curiosity got the best of her. Before Joslin wondered if she'd made a mistake or not, the young student already clicked and opened the ad in a new tab. Her eyes rolled as she groaned. Oh. My. God. They seriously typed out 'lol'? Who the hell really does that nowadays still? Ugh. That in itself almost tempted her to X this page out. Before she could do so, however, the word 'half' grabbed her attention. Upon closer inspection of the phrase it belonged to, Joslin's mouth fell wide open. H....Half a million?! Is this for fucking real?! It couldn't be. There was no way. Not unless this was someone the world already new and acknowledged to be rich. A famous celebrity or millionaire. Maybe? ... No. And even if that were the case, then there were other problems. It could be from someone she wouldn't like. Also, not all of the richer people were the kind of people do something as stupid as type out 'lol'. Sure, there were a good chunk, but .... That don't matter! Pay attention and keep reading! Subconsciously, Joslin leaned forward, looking more as if she were watching an interesting movie rather than reading a simple ad. Her heart couldn't help but pound rapidly in her chest. If this was legitimate ... it would easily be what she needed. Financially, for sure. Still, she didn't want to do this only for money. She wasn't a gold-digger or anything like that. Her head turned as she grabbed her report. Slowly, she began reading over that then glancing back up at the ad. You did admit being curious to this sorta thing. Hmmm ... And, going off of her paper, arrangements could be done. If things got bad enough, she could leave, and do so safely. It wouldn't like she would be forced to remain with this man well, that wasn't completely true. The better wording was if she absolutely had to quit, she would be able to. That, for Joslin, was a good thing. It gave her a sense of hope. Maybe this wouldn't be the absolute worst idea. Especially if that money's real, she muttered, lightly latching onto her lower lip. Well .... shit. I did ask for a sign. Didn't quite expect it to be a flashing, neon one buuut hey. This works. Knowing this was either about to be the smartest or dumbest thing she had ever done, Joslin fished around in her pocket and shakily retrieved her phone. Taking a few breaths to calm herself, she input the number, noticing the area code was the same ... which implied this man lived around here, somewhere. That was definitely good, in a way. It'd make things - namely linked with her schooling situation - all the more easier. When she heard the line picked up, Joslin cleared her throat before beginning to talk into the receiver, .... Daddy? I ummm ... I wanted to talk and see about considering your offer. Forgive my slightly nosy inquiry, but anyone would likely be hesitant to easily believe what you posted up. So, if I may ask and know the answer to this, are you dead serious? Are you really offering half a million dollars to anyone who'll be your live-in daughter and slave? Not wanting to come off as offensive, she hastily added, It's just ... well, it is Craiglist I found this on. There are tons of scams, sooo ... if that's what this is, I wanna be able to back out now before I do anything too stupid, ya know? I'm sure you'd take the same precaution also. Joslin then waited, hoping she hadn't insulted whomever was on the other line. Hell, were they even the right person? She knew she'd used the right keyword her main worry was if they even lived alone or not. Because if they did have a roommate or two ... damn. That would be really embarrassing. Whether more for herself or him was anyone's guess.