The Peon Diaries~Chapter Six

Dear Diary,


It has been a while since I have written.  Things they are a changin'.  The castle has been in an uproar. I completely blame CB for leaving abruptly.  The Queen started hemorrhaging money like a Democrat on booze and extra security.  Fearing the other high-priced hookers would up and leave and she would be left with only the East Side Hookers, she devised a plan.  She began allowing the money-makers to have their own security detail.  CB inevitably returned.  You can take the girl out of the brothel but you can't take the brothel out of the girl.  She unwittingly fell in line and requested her own personal security staff as well.  The Queen's plan was working.  The girls think that it was their idea that they needed extra protection.  The Queen decided a while ago that she could no longer be head pimp so she began planting insecurities in the minds of the princesses.  She has been successful in delegating the menial task of keeping these bitches focused on what is important.  The Gin fund.  How can she get properly plastered if she is constantly worrying that the girls are not going to turn a profit?  


After reviewing the financials(don't ask how I got my hands on them), it has been a rather profitable last quarter.  


The extra security has come in handy as there has been a threat to the Royals. The tabloids initially reported it as a siting of the legendary chupacabra but after further investigation it was determined to be a duck-billed platypus.  Shew!  That was a close one.  We were worried for a moment it was an actual threat.  Granted the chupacabra is more aesthetically pleasing, it certainly poses more of a threat.  Leave it to the trash magazines to try and make the story out to be something bigger than it is.