The pair took selfies, worked, and after collecting their cash, called Z to pick them up. That night, Zola says that Jessica told her to tell Z how much money she made. That would have never came up. So at that point, I kind of started to side-eye her. Then obviously shit just unraveled more and more once we left the club. According to Rolling Stone , Zola claims that Z checked her and Jessica into a hotel; she says Z posted the selfies they had just taken on Backpage, a classified-ads site, and gave them a burner phone to handle the calls themselves.
The idea that a woman would be the one to manipulate and put another woman in the situation…was kind of uncharted territory for me…. I was like a target day one. Zola told Rolling Stone that, while she refused to prostitute herself, she felt so bad for Jessica that she stayed—and stood guard for her when clients visited the hotel room.
Per the Rolling Stone feature:. As the [first] guy left, Zola says she saw how much Jessica had been paid and her protective instincts took over. The phone blew up. Half a dozen guys came one after the other, she says, including a handsome older Italian. That was very common to me. And the story didn't end with King herself—others were caught up in Jessica and Rudy's scheme as well, including Jessica Lynn Forgie and Breeonna Pellow, as the Post reported.
Today, Zola lives with her mother in Atlanta, where she writes and records music, and hopes to write more for the movies or in books, mining her own experiences for content again. The original tweet thread was deleted from King's Twitter account, but it's been reposted for posterity on Imgur. You can read the full saga here , or you can purchase the thread in the form of a coffee-table book , as put together by A24 ahead of the film's release, titled, fittingly, The Story.
Shop Elle. United States. Type keyword s to search. Today's Top Stories. Shelf Life: Louise Erdrich. Wells narrated how, after bonding with Jessica over both being strip club dancers, she traveled to Florida with Jessica, Jessica's boyfriend Jarrett, and a man who turned out to be her pimp and just went by "Z. The story of the rest of the night changes depending on who's asked, and the Rolling Stone article covers everyone's perspective. Jessica claims that only Wells went on calls the rest of the night and was the subject of what transpired next.
Wells's thread tells a much more dramatic story: while she tried to talk Jarrett out of trying to "save" Jessica, Jessica went on what she thought was a special-request call but turned out to be a rival pimp trying to "buy" her from Z, leading to a violent confrontation. Jarrett's version of that night does involve the rival pimp, but claims that there was no violent confrontation.
Either way, Jarrett and Zola left, and Jessica refused to go with them. Rolling Stone follows the rest of Jessica's story, too: she and Z wound up bringing two more girls into the fold, acquaintances of Jessica's who had posted asking for help on Facebook after their car broke down.
She wanted to be a singer and was saving money to move into her own place, when another waitress told her about the lucrative world of exotic dancing. She saw a bouncer get shot, and was briefly involved with an older guy who, while they were sleeping, got raided by the police.
At one point, she and another dancer fell in with a gang of credit card thieves. She recounted each episode to her mother with a mix of wisdom and world-weariness. One afternoon in March, Jessica Rae Swiatkowski, a bisexual year-old blonde with collarbone tattoos, walked into Hooters for lunch with a friend. Zola caught her eye. Jessica scrolled through nude pictures of assorted models and images of unicorns until she came to a shot of Zola in a red sequined thong with a rack of lingerie behind her.
They exchanged numbers. Part of the stripper game is going on the road, milking money from a fresh crop of guys when the locals grow tired. If they were going to make good money in some upscale club, Zola was in — but her boyfriend, Sean King, was out. Sean, a tall, mellow year-old who works as a loan processor at a mortgage company, had known her since sixth grade. What can happen? T he black SUV pulled up at her house around 8 p.
Zola had packed her favorite stripper gear: French maid and schoolgirl outfits, and inch stilettos with heels of rhinestone-covered pistols.
Jarrett was talking about how he and Jess wanted to get their own place. Rudy hyped up all the money they were going to make that weekend, cracking jokes the whole time. But their first stop in Tampa turned out to be a dingy shithole.
Unlike Detroit, which requires licenses to dance, all they had to do was fill out an application, show ID and pay a nominal house fee. Afterwards, standing outside the club, Jessica called Rudy to get them. Zola again eyed her dubiously. Zola had heard other girls say the same thing about their pimps.
She thought about the fact that Jessica, Jarrett and Rudy all lived together. But in the moment, Zola just wanted to stay clear of trouble. When Rudy returned, Zola says, he asked how much each of them earned. T hree years earlier, when Jessica was 18, she began stripping at a club in Detroit. One night, a customer beckoned her over for a lap dance.
By the time the next song started and she turned to face him, he had taken down his pants and pulled her on top of him. He raped her then walked out the door. Jessica had dealt with her share of misfortune.
But when she left the club after being raped, she says she finally found a man who seemed to have her best interests at heart: Rudy. Rudy was the best friend of her booking agent. He found her work at a different club and let her crash at his duplex near Hooters. Jessica had lost custody of her daughter, and Rudy helped cover the cost of an attorney to try to get her back.
Jessica says they slept together two times. He took her to visit his parents, who Jessica says are successful doctors. At the same time, she says, he kept her in the dark about how he made a living. Before long, though, it became obvious to Jessica that he was pimping. Zola riding near her home outside of Detroit. When they returned a bit later, Zola says she learned why he wanted those photos; he used them to place ads on Backpage for both of them.
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