Rape For Profit Page #4

That'll pay for the room

for a half a week."

And it just...

It gradually happened.

I mean, gradually, well,

it was only over like

a week and a half

before I was full fledged.

- Did he ever beat you?

- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah.

- You don't make enough money,

you get hit.

- How much were you expected

to bring in a night?

- It depended

on where we were

and if it was

a weekday or not.

$600 and up was basically

my minimum.

My body is so to where

I don't even have

any more muscle anymore.

I mean, my hips are so hard

to where it's...

I... it's time.

It's time.

I mean, I'm surprised

I'm still breathing

because my circulation is

so bad that...

I mean, how does the blood

get through when you have,

like, rocks, you know?

My fat cells are like rocks

up against each other.

It's like all cartilage now,

you know?

- And you're 33?

- And I'm 33.

And I guarantee you,

if you put

a 70-something-year-old woman's

body up against mine,

she's gonna be

in better health than I am.

- There's not a good pimp.

These guys are the best

psychologists in the community.

There's not one of them

that doesn't use coercion

to keep these kids in,

not one.

- Whether it's

their friends online

or somebody they meet

on the bus

or somebody who they meet

at the mall,

often times the victims,

the girls will refer to them

as their boyfriends.

- The psychological warfare

that they use to shape the girls

into, you know,

their working girls, is...

It's... I hate to say it, but it's

actually kind of impressive.

It's almost like you wonder if

somebody read a book somewhere.

Because they do all the right

stuff to make the girl

not only do

horrible things for them,

but fall in love with them.

- I think of these pimps,

I just... no other...

The best word to describe

them in my mind

is they're psychopaths.

It's just they have no empathy

for what these girls go through.

These girls are strictly money

for them.

- Stop the car!

Don't turn on the car!

Don't turn on the car.

- Step out, sir.

- Step out of the car.

Sheriff's office.

Pull your pants up.

Get out of the car.

- Go ahead and button up,

and then face the car.

- Okay.

- Get to the voice mail.

I'm wanna look at her pictures.

Is that her?

Yeah, that's her.

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

[pop song ringtone]

- Yo!

He hung up.

He probably thought he called

the wrong number.

- [laughs] OH!

HE'LL CALL BACK.

- Hello?

Who is this?

Cat got your tongue?

He hung up.

- He's lighting them up

westbound,

heading towards the laundromat.

Northbound.

- Hey.

- What are we doing?

- He damaged his phone,

so we can't check it out.

Pretty smart, man.

Why did you tear your phone

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