Book II, A Bumpy Ride
By Ronald Johnson
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ISBN: 978-1-4523-8121-3
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This Is Dedicated To My Daughter
Dawn Marie
Chapter 1 Going Back to Lock Raven
Chapter 8 The Officers Kitchen
Chapter 9 Sex Drugs Rock and Roll
Chapter 11 Three Girls Two Guys
This is the sequel to my first book, An Unbelievable Beginning, which is based on the first fifteen years of my trials, and tribulations in dealing with life. This book picks up when my life really turns itself upside down, and goes from bad to worse. I was released from reform school after serving one and a half years, and went right back to committing petite crimes, which led to armed robberies and a nine year sentence in the big boy’s jail. After being incarcerated for three and a half years, in a very dangerously unhealthy jail, I learned what the word “Survival”, meant. I understood what the word, “Violence”, stood for, as I witnessed it every day and night of the week. You could lose your life, as quick as a wink of the eye, and you always had to watch your back, no mater where you were! I was released into the world of sex, drugs and rock n’ roll in 1968. When I first went to jail, there were no drugs, and not really a lot of sex going in my life, but upon my release, I made up for lost time. After experimenting with drugs, I became a dealer, the sex was more abundant, than what I could have ever imagined, and I could do no wrong, and life was sweet. Unfortunately I had a lot of hate built up in me, form being in that hellhole of a jail for three and a half years, and I could not control my temper, which led to a few people getting the hell beat out of them. I had a major motor cycle gang looking all over the place for me, so they could kick my ass. I had two encounters with two virgins, which were mistakes, and as usual I was thinking with the wrong head. I had a buddy get shot six times, and take the gun away from the guy who shot him, and kick his ass. The drug seen became part of my life, and the Budweiser’s flowed every day, every night, as I had turned my life into one big party, which I would soon regret!
Chapter # 1
Going Back To Lock Raven
I am fifteen now, and I pretty much knew that I was going away again, but you never know. This was the big week, the week that I either got a break, or got a new place to sleep for God only knows how long. Nobody did this to me, but me, so I guess that I will just have to take it as it comes or as they say ‘grin and bare it. Larry called and asked about when I was going to court, and if need be he would help me; get a lawyer. I told him that I didn’t think even Parry Mason could help me, and the judge told me that if I came back before him again, he was going to send me on a little vacation for quite a while longer then that time. And besides that, the cops set me up so good this time, a million dollars wouldn’t get me off. This made me think ‘I had better go get laid before I go back to Lock Raven as it might be a long time before I get laid again. I don’t have enough time to go through all that dating bullshit, before I get laid, I need it right away.
Larry said, “I know just the girl that will take care of you, for sure!”
I told him, “Now granted be, I’m desperate, but I don’t want some big old fat girl, with zits all over her mug!”
Larry laughed and said, “You know that I wouldn’t do that to you, you’re just like a brother to me. You’ll just have to trust me on this one; I know that you will dig this chick, she is fine and built like a brick shit-house, and love’s to fuck. I fucked her one night and I thought that I was going to have a heart attack; she just couldn’t get enough. I banged her four times and she asked me to do her just once more before I left. I told her that there was no way that I could get it up again, I thought that she was going to cry, but I could not do her again and I got the hell out of there while I could. I’ll tell you one thing; she will put something on you that will last you until you get out, Ha! Ha! Ha!”
I would have bet that Larry was just fucking with me again, I guess we will see. I asked,” So what is she a nympho or what? I mean I ain’t going to catch something, am I?”
Larry laughed and said, “Maybe a heart attack, but she sure will put a smile on your face, that’s for sure.”
I replied, “Come on man, you’re fucking with me, my dick is hard and I need to get laid, because where I’m going, I probably won’t see a girl for a long time!”
Larry said, “I’m not fucking with you, this is for real, this girl will put something on you that soap and water won’t wash off and she has a thing for bad boys. I’ll tell you what; I’ll set it up for tomorrow night, we’ll meet a Hot Shops and you can take it from there. Ok?”
I told him, “You better not be fucking with me!”
He said, “I swear, I’m not fucking with you man! Do you have some place that you can take her? I mean she isn’t going to let you bang her in the laundry room of some apartment building.”
I replied, “You know, that is a good question. I can’t take her home; my mother would have a shit-fit. But, I’m sure that Roy and Jack will let me use a bed for a bit. Then again, the way you are talking; I’ll need it for quite a bit. I’ll have to go over there tonight and make sure that they put some clean sheets on the bed, and air that place out.”
Larry laughed and said, “Yeah, those guys sure do have some stinky feet. I’ll tell her to meet us around seven-thirty, then you are on your own. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
I hung up and took a shower and headed over to Roy and Jacks. While walking over there I started thinking, ‘what if they tell me no, where will I take her? No, they wouldn’t do that to me, we’re tight, and they know that I’ll probably get sent up when I go to court; so they’ll let use a bed, because their good people. Besides that, if she is that horny, they can get some too!’ When I arrived at their apartment building I noticed that Jacks car wasn’t in the parking lot. Roy didn’t have a driver’s license because he couldn’t read or write, so he had no car to park in the lot. I thought, ‘I’ll go up to the drug store and get a burger and a coke because I know that these guys are probably are going to get me drunk tonight, and probably tomorrow night too, as they know that I’m going on vacation and they will want to give me a nice send off.’ While walking back to the soda fountain, I saw something that I hadn’t seen for a while people, lots of people just like before; sitting at the soda fountain laughing and having a good time. Everybody was here; no more hiding out at home anymore, this was cool! Danner, Justin, Joey and a shit load of girls were hanging out at the drug store again. I felt good, even though I knew I was going back to Lock Raven.
Danner yelled out, “Hey! You ugly motherfucker, what are you doing? I heard that you have to go to court this week, and they are going to send back to Lock Raven again. Man that sure sucks; you just got out not to long ago and now you are going back already. You just have bad luck man.”
I replied, “Yeah, they probably will send me back, so I’m getting fucked up before I go. I’m going over to Roy and Jack’s tonight and get shit-faced. I figured I stop here and get something to eat before I went over there; hell, I might even drink some of that fucking moonshine tonight, because it’s going to be a long time before I get shit-faced again, so might as well do it up right!”
Justin said, “You know, I think I’ll come over and party with you guys tonight.”
Danner and Joey said, “We’re coming too! What time?”
I said, “As soon as I leave here. I’m waiting for them to get home now, and then I’m going over to their apartment; getting an early start and getting as fucked-up as I possibility can because I have to make it last for a helluva long time!”
About that time I looked at the end of the soda fountain counter and to my surprise I saw Vivian walking toward me with that sexy smile on her face and damn, God she sure looked good, she looked damn good. She came and stood beside me and wrapped her arms around my arm and with a sad face, her bottom lips sticking out and said, “I heard that you are going back to jail and we haven’t even gone on a date yet; I sure am going to miss you Ronnie, I regret not being able to go out with you before you went back.”
I replied, “I will be thinking about you every night that I’m in there, and I won’t be in there for ever, so don’t you forget all about me, okay?”
She replied, “I never would do that, and you know it.”
This girl is starting to get me hot, and I’m wondering why in the hell I didn’t follow up on her; now she probably won’t be around when I get out, or worse, married. Damn she looked so damn good, and to top everything off, she is rubbing those huge boobs on my arm again. I can’t take too much more of this, and I damn sure can’t stand up right now. I’m thinking, ‘maybe I’ll forget the nympho, and try and get in Vivian’s pants, but on the other hand, I’m sure to get laid tomorrow night by the nympho for sure, and Vivian doesn’t give it up all that easy, but I would really like to try her on just the same, and that would last me until I got out!’ God she made me horny and she knew it.
She gave my arm a squeeze and told me, “I’ll see you when you get out; don’t forget to call me,”
She gave me a little peck on the lips, turned and walked away and she looked as good going as she did coming. I have a feeling that I will soon regret this day, as a matter of fact, I know that I will; it’s like letting something slip threw your fingers, and never to be seen again, and that’s the story of my life.
I told the guys, “I’m going to get a pack of cigs and then we will split.”
I walked over to the counter and there stood this asshole that really gets on my nerves. I looked up at him and asked for a pack of Pall Malls. He stood there with this stupid look that he always has on face, and asked for my I.D. and the way that I was feeling he would have been better off walking through hell with a gasoline suit on, then piss me off.
I told him, “Look asshole, don’t give me a fucking hard time; just give me a fucking pack of cigarettes!”
He looked at me with a smirk on his face and said, “If you don’t have I.D. I don’t have to sell you cigarettes.”
My reply was, “You’re right motherfucker; you don’t have to sell me any, but when you get off work tonight, guess who is going to be waiting out front for you; to kick your fucking ass?”
He looked at me for a minute, and decided it was probably wiser to give me the cigarettes, than get his little punk ass kicked. He turned and grabbed a pack and threw them across the counter at me. I picked them up and threw them back hitting him in his chest with the cigarettes, and told him, “Strike two asshole, and here is some food for thought, I don’t have a fucking thing to lose, so you make the call!”
I told him, “You are fucking with the wrong person. Now get it right, before I jerk your fucking ass from behind that counter, and beat the white off you!”
He glared back at me, reached over and put the cigarettes in my hand and said, “Thank you Sir.”
Danner and Justin were sitting at the soda fountain laughing their heads off. Danner yelled over at me, “I think you should pop him anyway Ron!”
Everybody at the soda fountain was looking at me and they were wide eyed, egging me on, pop him, pop him Ronnie; as nobody liked him because he likes to throw his weight around and they all knew that he was fucking with the wrong guy, and so did he. I turned, looked at him and he turned to the people at the fountain; looked at me, and backed up, so he would not be in my punching range.
I put my cigarettes in my pocket and said, “What the fuck, lets get out of here before I go to jail early!” Justin and Danner were still laughing their asses off as they walked by him.
Danner told the asshole, “You lucked out this time, and next time you won’t be so lucky motherfucker!”
We walked over to Roy and Jacks apartment, which was about two minutes from the shopping center. I asked, “Do you believe that asshole?”
Danner said, “I don’t think that you’ll have any trouble out of that guy anymore; I thought that he was going to shit his pants; he turned white like he was going to pass out.
Everybody wanted you to hit him so bad, and he knew it. He came close, didn’t he?”
I said, “He had no clue, as to how close he came to going to the dentist, and getting his grill redone. He thinks that because he is older, he can ride roughshod on everyone that comes into the drug store. Someone needs to teach him that is not the case with everyone that comes into that drug store. Now, let’s get on with the partying!”
When we got to the apartment, you could hear the country music just blasting away. I heard Roy singing to the song and seeing how he was tongue-tied, none of the words that he was singing sounded like the song, and we all looked at one another and laughed. I banged on the door as hard as I could, because the music was so loud, as Roy would have never heard me knocking. A minute later the music died down, and Roy opened the door. He stood there in his work boots and dirty pants with a big smile.
He said, “Come in, come the hell on in you son of a bitch. I heard that you are going back to jail again. Shit you just got out; don’t you get tired of that fucking place? I mean it’s like you’re making this place your second home? When are you going to straighten yourself out, after you spend most of your life in jail? Is that what you want to do? You have already wasted too much of your young life already!”
I replied, “Yeah, it does get old but I got this cop that has it in for me, and he wants to turn me into a snitch, and I ain’t going for it. I just as soon go back to jail, before turning into a fucking snitch, and besides that, they kill people in jail who get labeled a snitch and that ain’t going to happen to me!”
Roy grabbed me around the back of my neck, squeezed and told me, “That a boy; I know that you would never give anybody up, and that’s one reason that Jack or me would do anything for you.”
I said, “Now that you mentioned it, there is one small favor that I really need you to do for me, and I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t have to; you know that right?”
Roy replied, “Yes I know that, and anything I can do for you, I’ll do, no question’s asked; you know that me and Jack look at you like a little brother; there ain’t nothing that either one of us wouldn’t do for you!”
I looked at him and said, “Thank you man, I knew that I could count on you. This is what I need; I need a place to take this girl, and get laid before I go back to jail, and you guys place is the only place that I can think of to take her, and if what my buddy tells me is true, you might get some too!”
Roy laughed and said, “No that’s OK, she is probably jail bate, I’ll have to pass on that one, as I don’t want to go to a place like you are going to.”
He laughed and said, “Since you are going to jail, let’s go up to the store and get a case of beer and give you a good send off.”
I looked him dead in the eyes and said, “Roy, you and Jack are very good people, and there ain’t nothing that I wouldn’t do for you two either!”
He smiled and said, “I know that; now let’s go get that beer!”
While walking to the store Roy asked, “So, how long do you think they will give you?”
I replied, “Don’t know, maybe a year, maybe eighteen months, I don’t really care, I’ll do it standing on my head, Lock Raven is a meatball, nothing to it; I’ll be out in no time!”
Little did I know, Lock Raven had changed a helluva lot, and I would soon find out just how much, and I would not like it?
As we arrived at the shopping center Roy asked, “You want me to hold on to that shotgun until you get out?”
I replied, “Yeah man that would be cool. I didn’t really want to leave it at my apartment, because if my mother found it, she would turn it into the cops and then they would know exactly who the shooter was in that rumble. I can’t leave it with Larry, I’m afraid he’ll get pissed at someone and use it, and cops would get it; then I would be facing more time than what I already have and right now, and I have enough for the time being.”
Roy laughed and said, “You got that right, no problem, I’ll hold it for you until you get out, and you know that you don’t have to worry about it. I can’t write, but I’ll get Jack to write for me and I’ll send you some money for whatever you need while you are there.”
I said, “Like I said before, you’re just too much, and I do appreciate it, thank you man!”
We got the beer and a couple large bags of pork skins, and headed back to the apartment. Roy being tongue-tied made it hard to understand what he was saying, but I got most of it, and when I did not I would ask him what he said.
When we got there we saw Jack’s car in the parking lot. I said, “Jack is home.”
When we walked into the apartment there was a paper bag sitting on the coffee table with what was left of a twelve pack in it; every one grabbed one, and had a beer in their hand, the music was roaring, and the party was on.
Jack tossed me a beer, laughed and said, “Going back to your other home, huh? You are just a fuck-up aren’t you? I heard that the cops set you up because you wouldn’t snitch. How long are you this time?”
I replied, “Yeah, Yeah, that’s me, just a fuck-up, but you know what? I ain’t taking anybody with me, I ain’t snitching to get out of this shit. I’ll do the time and put it behind me and that will be that!”
Jack said, “Well we’ll miss you around here, but they won’t keep you that long, so don’t worry; anything that you need, just write and ask, and we will be here when you get out. Now grab another beer and let’s party.”
I chugged the one down; opened another one, and so went the night. I watched Roy walk back into the bedroom, and returned with this quart Mason jar full of that good old moonshine. He opened it up and sat it on the coffee table; reached into his pocket and pulled out a book of matches.
He said, “Let’s see how good this stuff is!” He lit a match and threw it into the jar and right away a flame surrounded the floating match.
Roy said, “Now that is some good shit man, who wants some?”
I said, “Fuck it, I’ll try some; it’s going to be some time before I get shit-faced again, might as well.”
Roy went into the kitchen and came back with some glasses and started pouring a little into each glass. I watched Justin and Danner grab theirs first and put it up to their nose and smelled it.
Justin smelled it and was the first one to say, “What the fuck, you not really going to drink this stuff are you?”
I told him, “Watch me!” I knew this was going to be rough, but I did it anyway because they never would drink theirs if I didn’t drink mine. I threw it down my throat, it burned like hell, like liquid fire, I mean it took my breath away; I couldn’t breathe. Roy and Jack busted out laughing; I watched Justin and Danner sit their glass back down on the table. After catching my breath I looked at them and said, “No, No! Ain’t going to be any of that shit; pick those glasses back up, and throw it down like a man. I drank mine now it’s your turn, now get on it!”
I watched those two look at each other and I knew what they were thinking. I said, “OK, I’ll do another one, just so you see that it is not that bad!”
I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth. Roy and Jack had these big shit-eating grins on their faces as I poured myself another shot; they were having just too much fun. I grabbed a beer in one hand, so that I could chase it down quickly. I said to myself, ‘Here it goes” and threw it down. This one wasn’t as bad as the first one, but it still burnt the shit out of me, and really tasted like hair tonic. I chugged the whole beer down which made it a lot better.
I cleared my throat; opened another beer and told Justin and Danner, “Now, it’s your turn. Both of you guys do it at the same time, and no fucking around, you said you wanted to party, so let’s party!”
They looked at one another and said, “What the fuck!”
Then they drank their moonshine. They both gagged, I though Justin was going to barf right then and there. Then Danner ran to the bathroom, and barfed his guts out. I laughed so hard I almost pissed my pants. Roy and Jack were laughing just as hard as I was. They grabbed theirs and threw them down like nothing.
I yelled, “Danner! Get your little sorry ass out here and do another one, you little pussy.”
Danner yelled back, “I’ll be a pussy, but there ain’t no fucking way, that I’m drinking anymore of that fucking shit, no fucking way. You fucking people have to be crazy to drink that shit. I mean you could remove paint with that stuff.”
About that time I had to run back to the bathroom myself, before I pissed myself. I told Danner, “Get the hell out of the way, I got to piss.”
Danner looked at me and said in a quiet voice, “I ain’t drinking any more of that shit man. That shit is too strong. That shit will kill you. That’s why Roy and Jack are the way that they are. That shit has warped their brains; I ain’t drinking any more man. Don’t ask me to, because I ain’t!”
I told him, “OK, I won’t.” We went back into the living room, and everybody was still laughing. Justin got the jar and asked Danner, “OK, lets do another one; we are here to party with Ron, right?”
Danner said, “Yeah, I’m here to party, but I ain’t drinking anymore of that fucking moonshine!”
We all did another shot and chased it down with a beer. About that time I started to get a real good buzz going. I knew that I was going to be hating it the next morning, but I said what the hell, won’t be getting a buzz for quite some time, so might as well enjoy it while I can. We sat around, drank, and drank, and drank, until I to had to run to the bathroom. I barfed until I thought that I was going to die.
Then I heard Justin yelling, “Hurry up, I can’t wait!’ I heard Roy and Jack in the background laughing their heads off. Then the door flew open and Justin pushed me out of the way, and barfed his guts out. I walked back into the living room. The first thing out of Danner’s mouth was, “What’s the mater man, can’t handle it huh? Ha! Ha! Ha!”
I looked over at him and said, “I don’t even want to hear it out of you.”
I was really fucked up, so I said, “I got to get home while I still can walk.”
As I was walking home I must have barfed ten more times, and I swore that moonshine would never touch my lips again; for any reason. I got to thinking, ‘that’s why all those hillbillies are so damn crazy.’ I remember Jack telling me how it was made and if it is not made right, it would make you go blind. I think I got some of that bad shit, and I hoped that I don’t go blind. After arriving home I passed out as soon as I hit the bed. The next morning I woke up with one hell of a hangover and every time I turned my head, I had to run to the bathroom and barf. I had never ever been that hung over before, and it would definitely be last time that I drank that shit. I went back to my bed and stayed there for the rest of the day. When I woke up, I looked at the clock and if I didn’t hurry up and get a shower and shave, I would be late, and might miss out on my last piece of ass that I was going to get for a long time. I got dressed, cleaned up, and hurried to the Hot Shops. I still felt like shit, but I just couldn’t pass this chick up. When I got there Larry was already there and sitting in our regular booth. When I walked in he looked over at me, and smiled, he waved for me to come over. The closer that I got to the table; Larry started laughing.
He looked up at me and said, “What the hell happened to you? You look like shit.”
I slid into the booth and said, “Never drink any moonshine; it’s poison, it will kill you man.”
Larry laughed and said, “Let me guess, you were over at Roy and Jacks last night, and got fucked up, right? You guys are never going to learn, Roy and Jack were raised on moonshine, and it doesn’t affect them like it does you guys.”
I replied, “You got that right, and I mean I got fucked up. I’ve never been that drunk, ever! I think that shit short circuited my brain. I do realize they were raised on shine, I’m glad that I wasn’t!”
Larry couldn’t stop laughing. Next thing that I knew, Larry was pointing over to the front door. I looked to see what he was pointing at, and there stood this beautiful young girl, and I mean beautiful. She had long straight black hair, which shined from the light above her head, and just like Larry said; she was built like a brick shit-house. Really nice boobs, small waist and a great looking set of legs and a beautiful face. I just couldn’t believe it, she was absolutely fine. I wondered why someone this good looking would give it up to a perfect stranger, such as me.
I looked over at Larry and said, “You got to be shitting me, this ain’t the girl your talking about, don’t fuck with me man, I know this is some kind of joke, or put on. This girl ain’t going to go jump into bed with me!”
Larry laughed and said, “I’m not shitting you man, she is all yours and you can do anything that you want to do with her; she is a freak and will do what ever you ask her to do, and anyway you want to do it.”
I looked across the table and told Larry, “If this is for real man, I’ll never be able to repay you, and if it is not, I’ll never be able to forgive you man!”
About that time she made her way over to the table and sat down right next to me in the booth. God, not only did she look damn good and she smelled terrific as well. She Looked over at me and said, “You must be this Ronnie that everyone’s talking about. Larry has told me quite a bit about you and so have a lot of other people.”
I couldn’t help but stare at her. Her eyes were electric blue; she had straight white teeth and a beautiful complexion; no zits or scars, just a fine, fine looking chick. I looked over at Larry with a shit-eating grin on my face, and told him, “You are alright man.”
I looked at her and said, “And you are one of the finest looking chicks that I’ve ever laid eyes on.” After I said that she reached over and put her hand on my thigh and squeezed. I thought that I was going to jump right out of my seat.
She smiled and said, “What’s the matter, are you ticklish or something?”
I looked at her and said, “You might say that.”
Larry got up and said, “Well you two have fun, and I’ll see you when you get out.”
I replied, “Thanks man; catch you when I get back home, take care and I’ll see you then.”
I shook his hand and he split and told him, “Later man!”
She looked up at Larry and said, “You can come too, and we will have a real party Baby!”
Larry smiled and said, “You know that sounds really good, but I have a date with my girlfriend tonight, and she would get very pissed if I didn’t show up, maybe another time.”
She said I’ll be looking forward to that Baby!” Then she over at me and said, “Are you done eating?”
I replied, “I can be.”
With a big smiling face she said, “You have some place that we can go? I have something for you that I think you will really like.”
I looked at her and said, “I’ll bet you do, let’s go, it’s not far from the shopping center.”
She replied, “I hope not, I have to be home in two hours or I’m grounded for a month.”
I got to thinking, ‘two hours, boy this sounds like I’m in for a hell of a ride.’
As we were walking across the parking lot she squeezed my arm hard and said, “You know what? I really like you, and wish that you weren’t going away; we could really have some fun together. You know what I mean?”
I looked at her and said, “You wouldn’t want anything to do with me; I’m always going to jail, and we wouldn’t see very much of one another.”
Then I thought to myself, ‘Yeah, that’s just what I need, a girlfriend that has fucked all of Langley Park, I don’t think so; I already have enough problems as it is. Besides that I would probably be fighting every time that I came out of the house, and lose all of my friends.’
While we were walking through the breeze-way of the shopping center she looked at me, and she said, “I don’t believe what they say about you, I don’t think that you would shoot anybody, you just don’t seem that way, and I mean you seem like a real nice guy.”
I looked at her and said, “I don’t know who is spreading that rumor around, but that’s a bad bone, I didn’t shoot anybody, and never would, and I am a nice guy.”
She looked at me with disbelief on her face and said, “If you did not do it, then who did, everyone said that you did it!”
I thought it best not to tell her any more than she already knew, as it was, to many people already knew and that wasn’t good. Sooner or later it would get back to the cops, and this little one year bit that I have to do now would grow to a hell of a lot more time than I have to do now.
I said to her, “Now look! Even if I did know, I wouldn’t say so, as it might get somebody sent up. That is the way people go to jail, everybody talks about it, and sooner or later it gets back to the cops, and someone goes to jail. Do you understand?”
She replied, “Yes I do, but I wouldn’t repeat it to anyone, I swear. I wouldn’t want anyone to go to jail because of what I said; I know better and I know what you are telling me, so let’s just drop it and talk about something else, ok?”
I thought to myself, ‘I had better keep my mouth shut before she catches an attitude and goes home, and I end up not getting laid, or anything else.’ We arrived at the apartment, we went upstairs. I knocked on the door, but nobody answered. I thought to myself, ‘Oh, this would be just great; these guys forgot about me, and went somewhere.’ So I knocked again, no answer, so I tried the doorknob; it was open, so we went in. No Roy, No Jack. I wondered where they went; they knew that I was bringing this chick over. Well maybe they were giving us a little privacy, and that was cool.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the couch and said, “Come on we’re wasting time!”
I thought to myself, ‘how weird is this, who is fucking who here? I mean, I’m always the one trying to fuck the girl, not the other way around, but I liked it, mater of fact, I liked it a lot. As soon as we hit the couch; she had her hot little tongue deep in my mouth; moaning, groaning and running hands all over my body. Next thing I knew, she pulled away and started unbuttoning her blouse; she pulled up pulled her bra up and exposed one beautiful set of boobs to me, and of course, I went for them right away. This girl was extremely healthy, and I mean really healthy. She smiled and thrust those nice firm boobs right in my face. I heard her moaning, and I kinda figured that she was ready. Right about that time the front door opened and there stood Roy and Jack with their mouths wide open, and one helluva a look of surprise on their faces. I don’t know if it was from walking in on us; or they saw those big beautiful boobs. Which ever, they said sorry, and went back into the hallway. I laughed; she pulled her blouse together, and I yelled to them and told them to come back in.
Jack was the first one in and he said, “Sorry for walking in on you two, but we thought that you would be back in the bedroom.”
Roy was looking over Jacks shoulder trying to get another look at those beautiful boobs, but she had her blouse pulled sort of tight, and he couldn’t see too much, but they could see enough, and this chick really didn’t care. I think that she was one of these expositions kinda girls and liked to show it. Roy and Jack went into the kitchen and got themselves a beer.
Jack asked if we wanted a beer and I said, “No thanks, not after last night.”
She leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice. I replied, “You got it, let’s go.”
We got up and her shirt came opened, she looked at Roy and Jack standing in the doorway of the kitchen, smiling, and watching everything that was going on, looked at her, and she said in a bashful tone of voice, oops! Sorry about that, and we started back towards the bedroom. They were standing in the kitchen drinking a beer. I looked over at them with a big shitting grin on my face.
I said,” See you later man.”
As we walked back to the bedroom, I heard Jack say, “God damn! That is one beautiful young girl.”
Roy replied, “You dot that right!”
When we got to the bedroom I was hoping that the room didn’t stink of feet. I opened the bedroom door; this strong aroma hit us in the face. It smelled like someone broke a bottle of after-shave lotion; it reeked, almost to the point of making you gag.
I told her, “I’ll tell you one thing, it sure beats the hell out of the way it usually smells in here.”
She grabbed me and said, “I don’t care, I just want you to fuck the shit out of me!”
I replied, “Sounds good to me!”
Off came her blouse, she told me to unhook her bra. I did as she asked, and those big boobs looked better than they did in the living room, when they came out of that bra. Next thing I knew, she was undoing my pants; dropping to her knees, pulling my pants to the floor, and doing to me, what I couldn’t get most girls to do. I thought that I was going to burst right then, and pulled her up to me. She pulled me to the bed while slipping her skirt off; then sliding her black lace panties to the floor, then she pushed me down to the bed, and jumped on top of me. I’m thinking,’ this is one wild girl, and I know that I won’t soon forget this day; that’s for sure.’ We got into it so passionately, that we fell of the bed, and finished it right there on the floor. After the third time, we laid there in the bed and I’m thinking, ‘I don’t know if I can go again.’
Larry sure was right; this girl is hot; about that time she jumped up and said, “Oh shit! I got to get home before my parents do, or I’ll probably be grounded until the time that you get out of jail!”
She hurriedly got dressed and so did I. We went out into the living room, she told Roy and Jack, nice meeting you; I got to go!” She gave me a big kiss and told me, “I’ll see you when you get out.” She opened the front door and she was gone.
Jack said, “Where in hell did you get a fine looking girl like that? Plus that girl has one hell of a set of knockers on her; I mean I haven’t seen a pair like that since that porno movie I saw last month!”
Roy said, “You dot that right, they were really nice, and I mean that. We didn’t think you were ever coming out of that bedroom,” and laughed.
I smiled and said, “Had to make it last, for at least for a year or so. She was really fine wasn’t she? I thought that Larry was fucking with me, when he said she couldn’t get enough; I mean that girl wore me out!”
With a shit-eating grin, Jack said, “You should have called me; I would have loved to do that young sweet thing; she was finer than that last chick you guys brought over here before.”
Roy said, “Oh no you wouldn’t, she is jail bait. They would put you in jail, and throw the key away!”
Jack said, “As fine as she was, I wouldn’t mind going to jail, for an hour in the sack with her, she was just fucking beautiful!”
I replied, “Let me tell you something, you couldn’t last fifteen minutes, before they wheeled your ass out on a stretcher; that chick would wear you out my man, Ha, Ha, Ha!”
Jack said, “I don’t care, I still would like to give it a shot, win, lose or draw!”
Roy said, “You’re going to jail tomorrow, go get a beer and while you’re at it, get me one to. You don’t have that much time left, better get loaded before you can’t get loaded for a while.”
Jack said, “Yeah! While you’re at it get me one to. By the way, how old is that girl? And when is she coming back?”
I replied, “I have no idea how old she is, or when I’m going to see her again, much less, getting her back over here. Who knows, she will probably be married by the time I get out. Let me get the beer.”
Well I threw down beer after beer, until I had enough; I think that I was still drunk from the night before. It made me feel good that Roy and Jack thought that chick was fine. I know for a fact that Roy wouldn’t do her, but Jack on the other hand might; even though he is twenty-seven, he is a horn-dog and I wouldn’t put it pass him. He knows that I don’t have any feelings for her and if I did, he would not mess around with her; besides that he couldn’t handle her, he thinks that he is a stud, but she would show him that he surly wasn’t, and that was for sure. Roy told Jack to give me a ride home so that I could give him the shotgun. I wasn’t even worried about it, I knew that I would get it back when I got out and I was grateful they are keeping it for me.
While driving me home Jack asked me, “Are you ever going to straighten your life out Ron, or are you going to be one of these guys that make it a habit of going to jail? I mean come on, I’ve only known you for a short while and you have gone to jail once, and now you’re going back again. What is it going to take? I like you, and I hate to sit back and watch you throw your life away in jail. One of these days you won’t be as lucky, like you were with that shotgun business. If you got caught doing that shit, they would put you away for a hell of a lot longer, then what they gave you this time, and you know it. I don’t want it to sound like I’m harping on you, but I like you, I’m trying to talk some sense into you.”
I replied, “Hey Jack, I appreciate it, and I know that if you didn’t care you wouldn’t be laying this on me. I think about it all of the time and I wonder where my life is going; what I’m going to turn out to be. But you know what, up to this point my life has been, to say the least, a bit bumpy. I have basically raised myself; I had to fend for myself for a long time; as far back as I can remember. This is what I am; I guess this is the way the rest of my life will be. You know if a bunch of guys jumped you and your buddy, stabbed him, almost killed him, and beat the living shit out of you for nothing; you’re going to tell me you would turn the other cheek, and let it slide, and do absolutely nothing about it. Come on Jack, I know you to well, and If that happened to you, someone would be dead and you know it too.” Jack use to carry a hawk-bill knife, and he would use it, for sure.
Jack replied, “Look I know that your life has been rough up until this point, but that doesn’t mean that your whole life has to be that way. You’re still young, you got a lot of years a head of you, and you can change it, if you want to, and it’s all up to you. Think about it.”
I told Jack, “Like I said, I do appreciate it man; no one has really given a shit about me, or what happens to me except you, Larry and Roy. So thanks, but you know what, you have to follow the road that leads you to where ever you’re going; like it or not. You think that I like going from institution to institution; not really having a home that I can call home, having to walk around with a shotgun under my coat, to keep the assholes off of me, do you think that I really like this shit man?”
Jack said, “You know everybody doesn’t have it the way that they want it, everybody wasn’t born with a silver spoon stuck in their mouth. Life is what you make it, if you want to be a guy that never learns, then that’s the way it will be; you will be in and out of jail the rest of your life, maybe end up dead, it’s up to you!”
Down the road I would find out that Jack had never spoken truer words, I wish that
I had listened to him; my life would have been a lot different, and I wouldn’t have wasted so much of those precious young years in jail, the years I’ll never get back, ever! We arrived at my apartment; I went in and got the shotgun, wrapped it in a towel and took it out to the car.
I handed it to Jack and told him, “Take care of my baby for me.”
Jack got out of the car and said, “I ain’t riding around with this inside the car; I’ll put it in the trunk until I get home.”
He grabbed my hand, shook it and said, “I see you later, take care, and try not to get into any more trouble while you’re in there, they might let you go early.”
I watched him drive off, and knew that he was a good friend that really cared about what happened to me. I went into the apartment and went to bed. Even though I drank all that beer I could not sleep, I just laid there and stared up at the upper bunk thinking, ‘I really don’t want to go back, I wanted to stay here, but not if it meant that I had to become a stinking snitch, I would never be able to hold my head up again.’ I got up the next morning, got my good clothes out, and got ready to go to court. My mother asked me if was ready to go, as she was calling a cab. The cab arrived a short time later; we got in and headed for the Courthouse in Upper Marlboro, to get my so called justice! The driver dropped us off at the front steps of the courthouse. I could tell from the look on my mothers face that she knew that I was going on vacation again. I hated to have her go through all of this court bullshit, but since I was a minor, she had to be there, that was the law.
We stood at the bottom of the steps and I pointed up to the window with the bars on it and told my mother, “That’s where they put you until they take you away.”
We found the courtroom that said juvenile on the door. We went in and sat down and I listened to the judge handing out some heavy-duty sentences. I looked over at my mother and said, “Doesn’t look like the judge is in a very good mood does it.”
I sat there and waited for my name to be called, when in walked the cop that set me up. He bent over and told me, “There is still time to change your mind; I will talk to the judge and get this squashed and you can walk out the front door a free man.”
I just sat there and looked forward when he asked again, “What do you want to do?”
I glared up at him and told him, “Fuck you motherfucker, I ain’t telling you shit!”
He looked down at me and said, “Okay tough guy, have it your way, I’ll see you when you get out!”
He walked up to where the judge was, and pointed to me, and said something to him. Then went and sat down in the front row looking back at me and smiling, I gave him the finger again. The judge finally called my name. I got up and walked up to the front of the courtroom and stood in front of judge, and waited for justice to be served.
He looked down at me, read my record and said, “Son, you just can’t stay out of trouble, can you? What is it going to take to make you see the light?”
I told him, “I can stand here all day long, and tell you until I am blue in the face, and you wouldn’t believe that I did nothing, and that I did not do this. That cop sitting over there set me up and he knows it!”
The judge got all loud and said, “So what you’re telling me is that you were framed and that you are actually innocent, and this police officer is telling this court a lie, perjuring himself. Is that what you are telling me young man?”
I looked up at him and said, “I told you that you would not believe me’ its my word against his, and I already know what the outcome is going to be, so lets get on with it!”
He looked down at me and said, “Do you have any idea how many times a day that I hear, “I’m innocent, I didn’t do it, I’ve been framed?”
I replied, “No sir, I surly don’t, but probably a lot, with these cops in this county!”
He said, “That will be quite enough young man, I sentence you to one year to eighteen months at the Maryland Reform School for Boys, and I hope this straightens your way of thinking out. Take him away bailiff!”
The bailiff came over to me, grabbed my arm, and led me to a side door and down the hallway to that stinking little cell that I hated; to wait for someone to take me to Lock Raven. Just like before, I sat there and sat there, until they bought another guy into the cell.
This little pussy was balling his head off and saying, “I don’t want to go to reform school, I don’t want to go!”
I told him, “Shut your fucking mouth man, before I really give you something to cry about!”
He stopped crying, wiped his tears from his eyes. I asked the kid, “So why are you in here, what did you do to get yourself in here man?”
The kid looked over at me with red swollen eyes and said, “I wouldn’t go to school, so they gave me a year to think about it.”
I asked him, “This is not your first time in court is it?”
He said, “Yes it is, this is the first time that I’ve ever been in trouble in my life, I swear!”
I heard the key’s banging against the door, which meant, maybe I was getting out of this stinking cell. The door opened and the cop called the kid out. I was right; they were just scaring him, or he would be staying in here until they took us both to Lock Raven.
I was getting hotter and hotter, I was really wanting to get out of this cell, even if it meant going to Lock Raven. I started banging on the door trying to get the cop to tell me how long I was going to be in here. Well I banged on that door until my hands turned red and I couldn’t bang anymore. Finally I heard the keys in the door, when it opened there stood a cop with a hand full of chains and handcuffs. He put one chain around my waist and put the handcuffs on and hooked them to the chain on my waist, and then he put these ankle things on me and told me that I would learn how to walk in them. Well if things weren’t bad enough he makes me walk down the hall with all these people staring at me. I saw my mother standing over against the wall crying as I went by.
I told her, “Don’t worry, I’ll be ok!”
Then I saw that kid standing with his parents with a big smile on his face. Good for him, he gets to go home. Sometimes these scare tactics work, sometimes they don’t. Hope it works out for this kid, as it sure didn’t work for me. The cop took me down and put me in a cop car, and off to Lock Raven we went. It seemed like we would never get there. The cop wasn’t all that bad; he stopped, got me a hamburger, fries and a coke at McDonald’s. I asked the cop if he would take the cuffs off while I ate because it was hard getting the food to my mouth with my hands chained to my stomach.
He told me, “Sorry I can’t do that.”
I said, “Come on, I swear I won’t try to escape!”
He still said no. I figured what the hell, I’ll try and eat with them on. It was like trying to eat out of your lap. I thanked the cop because he didn’t have to buy me anything and it came out of his pocket. I thanked him and down the road we went. We finally got there; it was a long ride. It was just about dark; the cop took me to the administration building and turned me over to that asshole Mr. Blake. He went through my papers.
He told me, “Back again? I knew that you would be!”
This time you go to the senior side as you have had a birthday and you’re too old for the junior side. Things have changed a lot since you have been here. I didn’t know what he was talking about and I learned from last time that you don’t talk to him, unless you want to get popped upside the head, so I just kept my mouth shut and waited to see what he was talking about. He took me into the back room and told me to put all of my clothes in this bag and get dressed in the jail clothes.
After I finished getting dressed he said, “Come on, I don’t have all night.”
I told him, “I am going as quickly as I can.”
I came out and gave him my street clothes. He told me to come on, let’s go to the housing unit that I would be staying at. I had never been on the senior side, it was entirely different form the junior side these buildings were huge, two stories tall, with a basement; where as the junior side was only one story. These buildings had pillars in the front like the White House in Washington, D.C.