Lawyer's adventures - part 9-11 (Patreon)

Results of poll: Jeremy's legend now, which the FBI hastily created based on new information John is undercover cop and of course he will help Jeremina John's prostitute (he is pimp)

Part 6-8: https://www.patreon.com/posts/lawyers-part-6-8-100082688

Part 12-14: https://www.patreon.com/posts/lawyers-part-12-101399258

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"I know, but it looks like it's always been like this! We don't know who did it, but this man is clearly an expert" John explained and sighed. "Jeremy, I'm very sorry, but until we find out who's responsible, you have no choice but to live as a Jeremina Banessa. Officially, she... sorry, you arrived here in 2021 with a tourist visa. After that you stayed here illegally and work in night clubs as a dancer, but soon became a prostitute... a very expensive prostitute. And your nickname is Juicy Mina, because of your juicy breasts."

Jeremy felt a knot in his throat. "You are kidding, aren't you?" Jeremy said weakly. He didn't want to believe what he was hearing. "I have a law firm, an office, and a client!"

"It's not easy, Jeremy, I know," John said, looking at him with sympathy. "I'm sorry. If there were another way..."

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After they arrived, John helped him out of the car and took him into the building, which turned out to be a cheap hotel. They checked into the small room, and then John handed Jeremy a wad of bills.

"There's five hundred dollars there," John told him, his tone businesslike. "I don't know yout size, but it should be enough for a couple of outfits and some basic necessities. We'll talk later. For now, take care of yourself, get some rest, and I'll contact you soon. Do you understand, Jeremina?"

Jeremy nodded slowly, not quite understanding what was happening. "Yeah. Thanks."

"Here, in room, you will find some basic supplies for yourself, including makeup." from the word makeup Jeremy shuddered. "documents for Jeremina, of course illegal, so keep them safe. My phone number is already written in your phone that is here, too, and all instrucions about your life story are here in this note." John showed him paper and moved to door.

"John, wait," Jeremy stopped him. "Where are you going? What should I do now? How do I explain what happened to Lisa? To my friends, to my parents?!"

"Oh... I'm must go, I have job, but will visit you in few days. And don't call me John, I'm Juan Carlos here. You will learn details and other info in note." John explained quickly and wanted to go but paused and added "...But better call me 'Papi' in front of people" he smiled widely. "Adios, MiNiTa. Get some rest and have a nice day"

Jeremy just stared blankly at the door as John closed it behind him. What the hell just happened? Was he dreaming, or was he stuck in a bad joke? No, no, this is all too real. It's really happening, Jeremy thought with a sigh, sinking onto the bed. His head was spinning and his heart was pounding with anxiety and fear.

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He looked down at his chest, seeing his huge, jiggling tits under his tight shirt, and he sighed again.

"Well, fuck me," Jeremy whispered, his voice cracking slightly. Looking around to find the phone and notes John was talking about, Jeremy realized how trashy was his new room. Small and dirty, with a broken chair and table, an old TV on the desk and a small window looking out over the back alley. On the table there were some food packs and bottle of water. Next to it was a bag with something inside. Jeremy went there and opened it, seeing several pairs of sexy panties, garter belts, and a few t-shirts and shorts, all of which seemed too small for him. On the small table was a smartphone and a note. Jeremy picked it up and read it.

'Here is everything you need, Jeremina. Phone password is 5496. My number is saved in the contacts as 'Papi'. Call me if you have any problems while I'm away. Big black bag contains some of clothes and other stuff that might be useful. Also, there are pairs of shoes, some makeup, bottle of lube, condoms and pills, just in case. Remember, you have no legal documents and no official papers. You have to be careful not to get caught, especially by immigration. So, for the sake of everyone involved, stay safe and do not contact your previous life. 

If somebody ask, tell them, you are working for Juan Carlos and immidiatly call me. So, on the next sheets are your full information. Study it and remember everything, please.

Juan Carlos'

"What the fuck?" Jeremy whispered, feeling as tears filled his eyes.

'Name: Jeremina Banessa

Birthday: 15 April 2000

Gender: F

Citizenship: Venezuela

Age: 23 (in real life Jeremy is 39 and 14 years younger than his undercover persona)

Workplace: Dancer and Prostitute, Club XXX (it is in NY)

Contact number: 347-275-3321

Nickname is "Juicy Mina" and her stage name is "Missy Minx"

The note continued, giving Jeremy a detailed history of fictional life, complete with school grades and a list of favorite music artists. It was so strange and surreal, like something out of a movie, not reality. He felt as tears filled his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. He felt completely helpless and powerless, trapped in this nightmare that seemed to have no end.

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Reluctantly reading the notes, Jeremy was regularly distracted by everything. Either his long hair bothered him, or his huge chest, and he undressed and dressed, took off and put back on his bra. It was all so strange and scary. However, this process was interrupted by a knock on the door. 

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Jeremy jumped up from the bed, his heart racing. He hurried to the door and peeked through the peephole, and saw a girl with two plastic bags, looking bored. Jeremy opened the door cautiously, keeping the chain on.

"Hey," the girl said. "You Juan's new bitch, huh? Well, whatever, this is yours" she handed him two big shopping bags and added "are you gonna let me in or what?"

Jeremy didn't understand much, except the words 'Juan' and bitch', forgetting that he not speake English, but Spanish, and only now realized that he talked with John earlier on Spanish. "Um... ¿perdón? No entiendo lo que me dices, chica. ¿Eres de John... o mejor dicho, eres de Juan?" (Sorry? I don't understand what you're saying, girl. Are you from John... or should I say, from Juan?) he said confused.

The girl looked at him strangely and laughed. "What the hell is wrong with you, puta? Don't you speak English?"

"No soy una puta!" (I am not a bitch!) Jeremy yelled, feeling his temper flare. But then he remembered that he should be on his best behavior. He is in deep shit right now and can't afford any more trouble. "I mean... perdón. Juan, he say I stay here. I work for him, I... not good English."

"LET! ME! IN! NOW!" the girl yelled, making him flinch.

"Sí, claro, chica, sí, espera" (sure, sure, girl, yes, wait) Jeremy hurriedly unlatched the chain and let her in. The girl entered and began unpacking the bags, taking out various toiletries and makeup.

"So, roommate," the girl said, seating herself on the bed and opening her legs. "What's your name, whore? You are his new slut, aren't you? Well, anyway, you're a fucking hot one. Look at these huge boobs. Nice, girl, really nice" the girl was saying and Jeremy stared at her dumbly, not knowing what she's talking about. He only understood the simple words, like 'slut', 'nice', 'now' and etc. 

"Oh, I see, you are one of those dumb girls who came from abroad and don't understand anything in English, huh?" the girl said and laughed. She got up and went to Jeremy, grabbing his left breast. "God, this is huge! My hand even doesn't cover it a little. How heavy are they?" she asked and squeezed the breast, making Jeremy wince and gasp.

"¡Oye, chica, déjame en paz!" (hey, girl, leave me alone) Jeremy said, his face burning. "Por favor, ¡déjame solo!" (please, leave me alone!) he pushed the girl's hand off, standing up and emotionally shouting at the girl while straightening his long hair and showed her door "¡Lárgate de aquí! ¡Quiero estar solo!" (get out! I want to be alone!). But the girl only laughed at him.

The girl just smirked, not moving from the place. "Wow, bitch, calm down. I was just curious." she chuckled. "Anyway, my name is Lucy and...