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[thingsunspoken-blackfeminist]

The Modern Prophet

*This is dedicated to my roommate Alicia, who helped with the idea for this fiction

[warning: some cussing and a hint of sexual abuse towards the end]

The old hag was a bitch.

CJ glared down at the thin, brown hand outstretched toward him, its counterpart already clutching the fifteen dollars it took for the usual thirty-minute session. Only, the old hag was bumping the price to twenty.