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Making a Ho a Housewife: Hosea and Gomer	By : sissouthernink1994 Category: A through F > Bible Views: 2046 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Bible, although I do have several copies. This is an original work that I'm not making money from, yet. When all is finished, I will publish this as a novel. It will be removed from the site then. Full disclaimer below.

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A/N: I like to visualize the characters I make up. Well, Hosea and Gomer were real people, but we have no idea what they looked or sounded like. So let’s imagine. The character Money Mike is not based on comedian Kat Williams’ Money Mike from “Friday After Next”, but I imagined him to be like Samuel L. Jackson’s portrayal of Shaft’s nephew in the remake of “Shaft”. He’s abrasive, abusive, to the point, and a hothead. I imagine Gomer to be like character Aiden Burn (real name Vanessa Ferlito) from the first few seasons of CSI: NY. She’s a tough broad with an even tougher Brooklyn accent. I haven’t imagined Hosea yet. Maybe I’ll get his imagine by the time I finish writing this chapter.
Chapter 3: Visiting Gomer
                Hosea drove to Sex Town and as he expected, the looks of believers and non-believers were upon him. The main question on everyone’s mind was, why is he going to Sex Town? He drove through the only entrance and down the first narrow street. Then the streets branched out until he found the turn off for the house she worked in.
                Hosea and the various members of the church had been in Sex Town before to minister and preach to the prostitutes, male and female. Although they never went to the houses, the ministering and talks always happened in the “town square”. There was a park with a pavilion and benches. Tables and chairs would be set up because they would bring food and they would set up places to pray with the sex workers. Hosea and the church members felt that going into the houses would make the workers feel intimidated and forced. No one should be made to feel like the religion was being forced on them. If everything were set up in the park, the workers who wanted to attend would’ve made the choice freely.
                Money Mike’s house was one of the biggest in Sex Town. It was a mansion with a total of 25 bedrooms, one for each girl. A large sitting room was used as the office. Each person who wanted to pay for time, had to stop by that office. The large living room was turned into a waiting room of sorts. There were couches, chairs and a bar. The dining room, kitchen and den areas were off limits to the customers. Each man was escorted to and from the rooms via a bodyguard.
                Hosea parked the car and felt the butterflies start as he walked towards the house. He entered and felt the stares of several of the men waiting in the waiting area. He walked into the office and saw Money Mike.
“Well, well, well. Minister Hosea. Wait, its not the 15^th is it?”
“No, it’s not.”Mike looked at him in confusion.
“Then why are you here? And in the house?”
“I’d like to make an appointment to see Gomer.” Mike let out a laugh that turned into a bellow, bringing tears to his eyes.
“Whooo, that’s a good Minister Hosea! You making an appointment to see Gomer. You made my side hurt with that one.”
“How much for a half an hour?” Mike straightened his face when he heard Hosea wanted to spend money.
“Is that all it’s going to take huh? Three hundred for 30 minutes, six hundred for an hour. She’ll charge you for the extras.”Hosea’s eyes widened with shock at the high price. “What? Did you expect to spend only two or three dollars? You have to go Barnabas’s house for the cheap girls. I don’t keep two-dollar hoes.”
“Extras? What are the extras?”
“Whips, spanking, biting, pets.” Pets? Hosea shook his head at the thought of someone having sex with a pet.
“I’ll take a half hour please.” Mike wrote it down in the book and Hosea reached for his wallet to pull out his money.
“No, you’ll pay her when you’re done. Have a seat over there. She’s got a few guys in front of you.”
“How long will I have to wait?”Mike looked at the list of men waiting to see Gomer.
“Let’s see…Sam usually lasts about 15 minutes, Nathan just likes to look, and Simon likes oral sex. So I’d say about 45 minutes.”
“Ok.” Hosea joined the rest of the men in the waiting area. He decided to make some notes on what he could say to Gomer. He didn’t realize that the time had passed until the guard came to get him.
“Minister Hosea,” He looked up. “It’s time.” Hosea rose, his butterflies coming back. He followed the man up the large set of stairs just past the office. They turned right at the top of the landing and walked past one hallway to a second one. They walked to a room with double doors and the guard knocked. Hosea noticed there was a chair outside each door, some with guards sitting in them.
“What are the chairs for?” He asked.
“We sit outside the room incase something happens.”
“You must hear a lot of stuff.” The guard was silent. “And the empty chairs?”
“Those girls are off duty today.”They heard a woman say it was ok for them to enter. The guard opened the door and instructed Hosea to sit in the small sitting area. He left and closed the door behind him. Hosea stood; he wasn’t sure about sitting in the chair. Then he heard her voice.
“You can sit in the chair. Nothing goes on in that area but business.”
“Thank you I wasn’t sure.” He sat nervously and looked around the room. There was the bed, obviously. The closet door wasn’t completely closed so he could see clothes, lingerie, and extras. He could see a whip and a belt. There was a basket on the bedside table. He could see plenty of condoms, all kinds. There was lubricant, toys, towels and wipes on a shelf for easy access. There was a stereo with an iPod and CDs around it. Next to the stereo was a mini bar sitting on the top of a mini fridge. He figured there was water and ice packs in the fridge. There may have been some liquor inside as well; not too many bottles were on top. He sat there, patiently waiting.
                Gomer was in the bathroom. Hosea could hear water running and assumed she was in the shower. It was a quick one and she soon walked into the room. She was dressed in a silk red nightie with a matching robe. She didn’t really see who was sitting there until she stepped in front of the bed on the way to get something to drink.
“Minister Hosea? It’s not the 15^th is it?” He shook his head no. “What are you doing here?”
“I paid for a half hour.”Gomer was confused.
“Why?”
“I needed to talk to you about something.”
“You’re willing to pay three hundred dollars to talk? Must be something important.”
“It is.” She walked over to the fridge.
“You seem nervous.”
“Um…yeah, I am.”
“Need a little liquid encouragement?”
“No, thank you. I’m ok.”
“You sure?” He nodded. “Suit yourself. Some men need it. Some come with it already. And you know when a man gets drunk, there’s only two things he wants to do: fight or fu-”Hosea held up his hands to stop her.
“I get the point.” She poured herself a drink and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. “So why do you need it?”She shrugged.
“Calm my nerves. Numb myself a little, as if this job doesn’t numb me enough.”
“Am I supposed to pay you now?”
“No, when we’re done. Are you sure all you want to do is talk? I won’t tell anyone about what happens here if you change your mind.”
“I’m sure.”
“Well, I can always use a break.”She sat in the armchair across from Hosea and crossed her legs. The robe slid off and revealed a long, beautiful slender leg. Hosea’s mouth went dry and suddenly he couldn’t talk. She handed him the water. He opened it and took a long drink.
“Thanks. I didn’t think I was going to need it.”
“It’s ok; happens sometimes. So why are you here?”Hosea sighed and he hesitated. “Don’t tell me, you’re on a mission from God?” He was shocked.
“Did God talk to you already? If He did, then this could be easier than I thought.”
“Whoa, whoa what are you talking about?”
“God told me to make you my wife.”She choked on her drink and coughed.
“What? Now, I hear that line at least four times a week but I never thought I’d hear it from you.”
“But it’s true Gomer. He told me this a few years ago and I've been stalling. And last night He actually told me your name. I didn’t have your name when He first told me.”
“Are you serious? Marry me? You didn’t tell Mike this did you?”
“No, I’m still figuring it out. I want you to willing accept my proposal with love, not be forced to marry me.”
“That could take a while. I’m not the dating kind.”
“I know and I keep saying that to myself.”
“And you know the saying, you can’t make a ho a housewife. So why are you trying?”
“Because, God said this is what I’m supposed to do. He didn’t give me a timeline and He didn’t give me any guidelines. I came up with my own plan but I have no way of knowing if it will work unless I try it.”
“I left home at 16; I don’t know anything else.”
“But you could if you wanted. The first step will always be yours.”
“Do you know how much money I make in a day?”
“Mike told me three-hundred for every half hour and six hundred for an hour.”
“That’s what he tells you. He scams us so we have away to scam him right back. We make him all the money and he hardly pays us. He tells you three, I charge you for extras. I pocket the extras and give him his three. At the end of the day, he doesn’t have a clue because we don’t have to report the extras.”
“So how much do you clear in a day?’
“During a good eight hour shift, I can make five grand, easy.”
“Five grand?”
“Yes and that’s before he cuts me a check for what he thinks I’ve earned.”Hosea shook his head in disbelief.
“Wow. But don’t you ever get tired of it? Of being numb?”
“I’m used to it. No need for me to expect anything else in my life.”
“But you should. You should want whatever you heart desires.” She looked away from him. “So what does your heart desire?” At that moment, Hosea thought he saw tears well up in her eyes.
“You’re the first person to ever ask me that wanting a real answer.” She secretly tried to wipe a tear that snuck out. “Isn’t it every kid’s dream to be famous?”
“But now that you are, are you happy? I mean truly happy?”
“I’m nowhere near it.”
“So what do you desire most?”Gomer decided he wasn’t going to stop until she gave him an answer he would accept. She thought about it.
“Honestly I don’t know.”
“Thank you for being honest with me.”
“You’re spending three hundred dollars just to talk to me; how can I not be honest with you?” She paused and looked at him. He was a handsome man, but she would never let herself think that about a man of God; it didn’t seem right. She didn’t want to taint him and his ministry by thinking silly romantic thoughts. “So what is this plan you have?”
“Step one was to talk to my pastor and step two was to let the church elders know. Step 3 is talking to you. So here I am.”
“And that’s just it?”
“Actually no. I wasn’t quite sure what I needed to say to you. Let me start with the gift I brought.”
“A gift? We have to turn over all gifts to Mike.”
“I think he’ll let you keep this one. Do you own a Bible?” He reached into his bag and pulled one out.
“Uh…no.”
“Then this is for you.” He handed it to her. She took it and ran her fingers over it. The leather was nothing like the tools she used or the costumes she sometimes had to wear. “There is a bookmark and some reference scriptures that you can read in your spare time. They are scriptures answers to the most asked questions.” She found both lists. “I don’t know what kind of schedule you work, but we have Bible studies three times a week and services twice on Sundays. Maybe you can stop by sometime.”
“I get a week off every month.”
“Just a week? Seven whole days? That’s all?”Gomer nodded.
“Minister Hosea, I’ve have some people ask me to do some freaky stuff but I’ve never had anyone ask for sex while I was on my period.” Hosea made a face at the horrible suggestion.
“Ewww…point taken. Perhaps the next time you are off you can stop by. We serve dinner before the one on Wednesday night.”
“And have them throw me out the moment they realize who I am? No thanks.”
“No, we have a class just for women, if they chose to be there. There is no looking down of anyone who comes into our doors; we can’t afford to be judgmental. We can’t please God if we do.”
“Are you sure?”
“I think you would love Rebekkah’s class. You’d feel comfortable there.”
“I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.”
“Please do. I can’t force you to come; that’s your decision. But I know once you do, this job will be difficult for you to perform.”
“Minister Hosea, I can literally do this job with my hands tied behind my back.”
“So when do you think you will retire?”
“From here? I don’t have to. I should introduce you to Anna. She’s 63 and makes just as much money as I do in a day.” Once again, Hosea made an ugly face.
“What will you do when you get sick and tired of being sick and tired? You can’t honestly tell me that you want to do this for the rest of your life. As long as you’re here, you’re not your own woman; you are Money Mike’s property. He owns you and you better believe he has a plan for someone to take over in case he dies before you do.”
“What else am I fit to do Minister Hosea?”
“Anything you want to do. You can finish school, go to college, work anywhere but here. I’ll support you in anything that gets you out of here.”
“Of course you would; you’d get a wife out of the deal.”
“But I don’t get the wife until you decide to become her. I won’t force you; we become husband and wife when you’re ready.” At that moment, Hosea had the strangest feeling overcome him. He always had compassion for the workers and any other non-believers. But at that moment, he felt something different concerning Gomer. It was as if a bond was forming, one that he was sure he had nothing to do with.
“I guess when I get sick of it I’ll leave.”
“Just like that? You’ll be brave enough to leave?”
“Sure.” Hosea reached into his bag again and pulled out a business card. He wrote his number on the back.
“When you decide you’re ready to leave, give me and Rebekkah a call. We’ll be there to help with the transition.” She took the card and placed it in the Bible. “Where will you keep your Bible?”
“In a purse I bought. Mike searches everything he buys but he won’t touch anything we buy for ourselves.” She walked to the closet and placed it deep inside her purse, underneath some extra clothes.
“Good.” They heard a bell sound signaling that Hosea’s time was up. “I guess it’s time to pay you.”
“I don’t feel right taking your money Minister Hosea. All we did was talk.”
“But if I hadn’t of been here, you would have been working.” He handed her some folded bills. It was clearly more than what he was supposed to pay. “So you don’t have to scam me or Mike for this visit.”
“Thanks.” She placed Mike’s money where he could get it and her money where he couldn’t.
“Think about what I said ok?” He held his hand out for her to shake. She felt strange shaking his hand but she did and nodded.
“Thank you.”
“No, thank you.” He opened the door and the guard was ready to escort him back downstairs. As he was walking out, Money Mike stopped him.
“Well?” He asked.
“Well what?”
“Did you get your money’s worth?”
“Yes, I did. Thank you very much.”
“So, am I putting this down as a regular time for you?”
“Um…no, not yet. But I’ll let you know if I need it.” He turned to leave.

“Have a good day Minister Hosea.” Money Mike put up a peace sign and said “Deuces.”

A/N2: Ok, so I’m thinking Hosea is handsome and wears glasses. He’s tall and has nice, gentle voice. If I’m imaging an actor playing him, I’m deciding between Robert Downey, Jr. and Jake Gyllenhaal. I know, I know they are two totally different extremes. However, I like the dark hair of both. I like Jake’s blue eyes and his young, intellectual look. I like Robert’s kind of scruffy look, like the way he looked in “The Soloist” with Jaimee Foxx. He’s older, wiser and can have that goofy/sappy/in love look. I’ll make a decision by the end of the next chapter, I promise.
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