Sharing is caring

"Ladies," Chloe began as she looked upon the rest of the gang, "I'd like to introduce to you our newest friend, Miss Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez. Wasn't it nice of her to come visit our clubhouse today?" a smattering of disinterested applause came from the gang members.

"So, what's so special about her?" asked one of the roughest looking gang members. She had short, wavy black hair. "I mean, she's cute, and all but..." She was suddenly cut off by Luisa.

"She's a Congresswoman, and she's the first openly Socialist Congresswoman," stated Luisa. "She's come here today to practice her brand of Socialism. She's about to redistribute equally everything she has to us. Isn't that wonderful?"

Alex stood there dumbfounded, still trying to figure out what was going on. Every gang member was now looking at her, waiting for whatever came next. She decided not to rock the boat, especially since she had just agreed with Chloe that everything she had was actually the gang's property they would redistribute among themselves. "Yes, that's correct," she began. "Everything I have is not mine, it's yours to do with as you please. Just make sure you distribute it equally among yourselves."

The members were also quite befuddled. They began to converse among themselves. "So this is a robbery?" asked one of the redheaded twins.

"No, not at all!" Alex proclaimed. "It's a simple redistribution of wealth. You own everything I have right now, and you can do whatever you want with it."

"Got any money on you?" asked one of the gang. "How about that expensive looking jewelry? Is that ours?" asked another.

"Yes, everything," answered Alex.

"well, let's start with the money then. How much you got?" asked one of the Black members in the gang.

Alex thought about it. There was an envelope full of cash she had received earlier in the day from an environmentalist lobbyist for supporting the New Green deal. The amount was somewhere around thirty-two thousand dollars. "I have thirty-two thousand dollars on me right now, and it all belongs to everyone here."

"Well, hand it here, baby," smirked the Back girl. "I'll redistribute it."

Alex opened up her purse, and handed the cash filled envelope to the Black gang member. She watched as the girl opened it, and began passing money around to each gang member, until it was gone.

"I want the jewelry!" spoke up another member. Alex took off her necklace, bracelets, rings, and earrings, and handed them over.

When Alex saw she wasn't sharing them with anyone else, she spoke up. That's not fair. You got a share of the money, but you didn't share any jewelry. You need to give the money back if you're taking all that."

"I don't have to give anyone anything," the member retorted. "It's mine now. Maybe I want to share it with my girlfriend."

Alex decided not to press the issue. "Is that all now? Can you take me home?" she asked, turning to Chloe and Luisa.

"No, you still have stuff to give away," Luisa told her. "No one here owns an Armani Power Suit. It's not fair to them that you should have one, and they don't. Remember, everything you have belongs to us. So which one of you ladies would like a very expensive Armani Power Suit?"

Snickers and laughter came from the group. They now understood the method to this madness. The poor clueless Congresswoman was going to be stripped naked. What made it so interesting was she became a willing participant in her own robbery, that wasn't actually a robbery, since she was giving everything away.

Alex's face flushed red. "A-Alright," she relented. "So who wants my clothes?"

"Me! Pick me!" a mousy little brown haired member waved her hands. "I've never had nice expensive clothes in my life."

Alex began removing her clothes. She handed the mousy little girl her jacket, which was quickly followed by her blouse and skirt. Now she stood there, clad only in her camisole, bra, panties, garter belt, stockings, and high heels.

"Is that a real silk camisole?" asked one of the other girls.

Alex looked dismayed. Was she going to have to walk home naked? Well, she agreed to this, and she had to keep her word. "Yes, it's all silk. The camisole, panties, and bra are a set."

"I've never had silk underwear before!" exclaimed the girl. "I want it!"

Alex took off her camisole, then her bra and handed them to the girl. Last came her panties. She shimmied out of them, and stepped out of them when they hit the floor. She was now naked except for her garter belt, stocking, and high heels. She shifted back and forth uncomfortably as all the girls in the room stared at her naked body. She tried her best to hide her nudity with her arms and hands as she turned again to Chloe and Luisa. "Can you take me home now?"

"Well, I don't think it would be a good idea for us to take you home naked. You know, cops and all that. However, you do have one more thing you can give us that will be ours, and not yours." This was Chloe's coup de grace.

Confused, Alex asked, "What's that?"

"Yourself, Alex," Chloe answered with a knowing smile. "You were a servant of the people. Now you're our servant, and I promise you, we will share you equally."

(Disclaimer: No Congresswomen were turned into slaves during the writing of this chapter. Nor were any of them coaxed into removing their clothes. If Socialism is practiced like this, the author thinks it could be a good thing. Well, maybe. It depends on the Congresswoman.

"I'm not a ****, I'm a servant!" Alex shot back. "There's a difference. And I get shared!"

Okay, if you say so...

Any similarities to events either real or fictional is purely coincidental. Thanks for reading!)