The Girlfriends Mom

[Mikey22]

Deb feels Crystal could use a short brake from work.

“ Baby you know you got vacation time? Why don’t you and Tim celebrate and enjoy your honeymoon? Me and Misty can handle things here for a while. “

“ No Mom that’s okay. But I will be taking Friday off, for the bluegrass festival you know? “

Crystal had worked months on the companies financial issues. No way did she want her mother in the office fucking things up.

Deb, Cheryl and Jack go to the festival the following Saturday to see Crystal and there group win first place in the amateur competition.
They finish out the night by watching the main event. Which was none other than Ricky Skaggs and Kentucky Thunder. And nobody makes Crystals pussy wetter than Ricky Skaggs.
After the show Deb takes a round about way home with Jack and Cheryl. Getting some quality big cock from Jack was a real treat for her, since Cheryl didn’t share him often with her.
The two drop Deb off at her home about 3:00 in the morning. As she enters her home, she could hear Crystal moaning from her bedroom.
She smiles and quietly goes to her room. Hearing Crystals headboard of her bed, slamming against the wall. As Tim just pounds her pussy hard.

“ Okay Crystal finish him off. It’s time for bed.” Deb says to herself.
But the newly weds in the room next to hers had other ideas. Cause Tim and Crystal were like two Timex watches. They just kept going and going.
Deb tossed and turned in bed as she listened to them fuck through the wall.

Hours later Deb was up, making a pot of coffee. Crystal comes in the kitchen just wearing her robe. With a big smile on her face.

“ Good morning mom. I hope we didn’t keep you up? “

“ No it’s fine. I’m used to it. Remember Misty and Mikey used to live here, while you were at college. They fucked all the time like that.
About that time Tim casually strolled out of the bedroom. He was completely naked with his long thick flaccid cock hanging between his legs. Coated in his and Crystals cum. Deb couldn’t help herself but stare at it. Crystal could see her mothers nipples growing hard and poking through the faded pink night shirt she always wore.
It was kind of an awkward moment.
Deb would have loved to have dropped to her knees and sucked and made that big dick of his hard.

“ Do y’all want some coffee? “

“ No mom we’re going to take a shower first.”
Tim strolls on toward the bathroom.

“ I bet Mikey don’t have a dick like that? “

“ No “ Deb says shaking her head. “ Your a lucky girl. “

“ I know mom. “ Crystal said smiling. She then joins Tim in the shower.
As Deb cooks breakfast, she hears them fuck again. She couldn’t help but stop and play with her pussy a little. Hoping soon that maybe she’d catch Tim alone and sink her claws in to him.

Later that day after church. We all get together for our usual Sunday dinner.
That’s when Crystal makes the formal announcement that she’s pregnant.
Of course that wasn’t a surprise, me and Misty kind of expected that.

“ Wow! That’s great! We can both be pregnant at the same time! “ Misty says proudly.
The joyfulness of Crystals announcement was suddenly stopped, followed by another awkward silence, as Deb turned to Misty, looking down her nose at her.

“ Really???....Must you do this to me now? “
Deb then sighs and slides her chair back. She slowly gets up and makes her way in to the den, opening up her liquor cabinet.
Crystal looks at Misty, giving her an angry look.

“ Look at what you did!...She’s drinking again! “ Crystal says in an angry tone.

“ Mom drinks all the time anyway! You know that! “ Misty shoots back at her, as Deb pours her a small glass of Ever Clear.

“ Not on Sundays she don’t!...I was making progress with her!...I have you know! “

“ Stop it!...Both of you!...Stop it now! “ Deb yells at them both.
We watch as Deb takes down the drink, and clenched her teeth.
She slowly makes her way back to the table. She put her hand on Misty’s shoulder.

“ I’m sorry Baby. I shouldn’t have acted like that. I just wasn’t expecting news like that from you...And I am happy for you. “

“ Thanks mom. “ The two of them then hug.

Months later.
Crystal and Misty go in to labor at the same time.
Crystal almost effortlessly shoots out twins. A boy and a girl. That they named Max and Melinda.
While Misty suffers for hours and hours in agony.
Deb would sit at her bedside.

“ Where’s Mikey? “ Misty would ask.

“ He’s just gone to get something to eat. “

“ He should be here with me! “

Hours later.

“ Where’s Mikey? “

“ He went to the bathroom. Said he had the nervous shits. “

In reality I was at the nurses station flirting with all of them.
Doctors and nurses would come and go. I was fascinated by watching as my young wife as she had her feet in the stirrups. And the woman doctor was almost elbow deep inside her pussy.

“ No she’s not ready yet! “ The doctor would say.
They then would leave.

“ Mom can’t you do something??? “

“ Baby you just got to go with the pain! She’s gonna come soon I promise! “ Deb said assuring her.
In the middle of the night. Misty had all she could take. After an epidural she was rushed in to surgery. where thanks to a C section Baby Brook made her grand entry in to the world. And she was a big girl, crying her head off.

“ God Damn! “ I said looking at the fucking mess there was blood and afterbirth everywhere. On the floor the counter, the walls. It looked like something you’d see in a horror movie.

“ You should be there holding her hand! “
A nurse scolded me.
Misty then grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly.

“ Your never doing this to me again! “ She says to me with that look, that I always hated to see.
The doctor then had Brook cleaned up and swaddled in a white blanket.
Misty’s demeanor changed instantly as she saw her baby being brought to her. She smiles taking Brook in to her arms.

“ Hey sweetie!...I’m mommy! “
It turns in to a beautiful moment. But like Misty was to Deb. Brook would definitely be a handful for Misty.

 

[Mikey22]

In the following weeks Crystal and Misty were both off work.
Crystal had passed the responsibilities of the Real estate office on to Aunt Cheryl to run in her absence. And she was told not to let Deb do anything. So Deb was quickly run out of there after a few minutes of small talk. As being the mayor. The job didn’t really require a lot of hands on work on her part.
so she finds herself quickly bored and decides to call it a day and returns home. As she turned in to her driveway. She spots Tim’s white pickup truck sitting there.

“ Tim? “ She says to herself remembering the sight of his cock, from months back. Almost instantly she was turned on.
She parks and gets out of the car, walking to the mailbox and looking for the newspaper. She realizes the grass was freshly cut. The mail and the paper had already been collected. She then remembered Tim also was off work and on a vacation of sorts. Since after all he was a new father.
Her hart raced as she walks back up the driveway toward the house, noticing the shrubs had also been trimmed, and her flower bed had been weeded.
She enters the house, finding her mail and paper neatly laying on the coffee table. She then noticed the pyramid of beer cans that she’d left the night before was missing. The ashtray from her smoking stand, next to her recliner had also been emptied. The kitchen was nice and clean, and the dishwasher was humming away.

“ Oh my God! He cleans house without being asked? “
In the kitchen she looks through the sliding glass door. To see Tim shirt less and bare foot, just wearing jeans. She watched him a minute as he skimmed across the pool, extracting the leaves that had fallen in to it.

“ Crystal? “ She says quietly walking through the house. Not hearing her or any babies, she realizes it was just her and Tim there.
She takes a deep breath, feeling her sexual desires building.
This was just the opportunity she’d been waiting for. As she marveled at his muscular physique. While unbuttoning her blouse a little. She takes another deep breath as she slides the glass door open. Tim looks her way, to see her smiling back at him.

“ What in the world are you doing here? “
She asks strutting towards him in her sexy high heels.

“ Hey I wasn’t expecting you home so soon. Crystal told me to get lost. So I thought I’d come over, and help you out a little. “

“ Yeah but you know this is Mikeys job you know? “

“ I know. But you helped us so much to get us in to our house and everything. I just can’t thank you enough. And I had to do something special for you. “

she catches him gazing down the front of her blouse. He sees her looking at his growing bulge. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, so it really bulged.

“ Crystal can’t have sex yet? “ Deb asks him smiling.

“ No not yet. “
She puckered her lips, closes her eyes and leans in to him. They kiss warmly. She reaches down and gently squeezed his growing cock, over his jeans. He drops the pool skimmer and takes her in to his strong arms. The kiss passionately, Deb drives her tongue in to his mouth. After a moment of tongue swirling, she breaks the kiss, and looks again at his bulge. Licking her lips.

“ You really want to do something special for me? “

“ I sure do! “

“ Come “ She said leading him back in to the house. Unbuttoning her blouse along the way. She takes it off and discarded it in the floor of the short hallway. And immediately started getting out of her bra. As she turned to step in to the bedroom, she finds her bed made up. And her day before clothing picked up and put in the laundry basket.

“ Oh Tim you didn’t have to do all this. “
She notices her purple satin panties laying on top of the pile.
He sees her looking at the panties.

“ I hope you don’t mind? I used your panties to do a little something? I’m sorry I couldn’t help myself. “
He watched Deb bend over, with her tits hanging freely. She picked the panties up, finding them wet and sticky. She put them to her nose, and took in the strong aroma of the massive load he’d shot in to them earlier.

“ Oh you naughty boy you! “ She said dropping the panties. He watched her unzip her tight white skirt. Finding her fat ass panty less.

“ Your not wearing panties? “ Tim says surprised, as the skirt falls to her feet. Uncontrollably his cock flexed hard.

“ A girl never knows, when she might have an opportunity for a spontaneous quickie. I like to be ready! “

Looking like a true slut. She flopped down on the foot of her bed. Her neatly trimmed pussy framed between her garter belt and stockings. As she spread her legs still wearing her sexy high heeled pumps.
Tim stepped between her spread legs, looking down at her as she anxiously opens his jeans. Pulling them down his cock springs free, and swings right in her face.

“ Wow!...No underwear? “ Deb says grasping his big cock, she gently strokes him.

“ I don’t like having my cock bound by underwear. “ Tim says smiling down at her.
She opens wide and takes him in to her hot mouth. She looks up at him, feeling the head of his thick nine inches of man meat. Hit the back of her throat. She works his cock frantically, wanting to taste a big load being shot in to her throat. She sucks him until her jaws hurt, with no success. She takes his cock from her mouth, and just looks at it, while pumping it in her right hand.

“ Fuck me the way you fucked Crystal that night of the bluegrass festival! “

“ I’d rather fuck you the way Misty likes it. “

Deb gasps. She wasn’t expecting to hear that.

“ You’ve fucked Misty? “

“ Yeah Remember that time at the party at school? When Mrs. Beasley got a hold of us? “

“ Oh yes...I almost forgot about that. “

“ Well she and Shirley got a hold of me not long after that. “

“ Really? “

“ Oh yeah! And Mikey likes for me to fuck her to. While Crystal was in college. I was banging her a lot. “

“ And what does Mikey do? “

“ He just stands around and jerks off. “

Deb sighs.

“ That sounds about like him...He’s a real pervert you know? “

“ Roll over. “ Tim says to her.
She kicked out of her high heels and crawls up in to the bed.

“ Face that way. “ Tim directs her to face the dresser mirror. Which was another thing me and Misty like doing.
On all fours with her tits hanging. She watched Tim come behind her in the mirror. Her body quivers as he teased her swollen clit, with the head of his cock.
She feels the head of his cock as it slides along her slick slit. It then dropped in to her hot mom box. Her jaw dropped as she watched herself take his mighty meat. Deeper and deeper it goes, giving her that stretch that only a truly hung man could give her.
She lets out a loud pleasurable moan. Tim slapped her fat ass just before he flexed his cock powerfully inside her.

“ Oh yeah!...I love how your pussy feels! “
He said as he pulls back. He then thrusted it in hard and fast.
Deb lets out a yelp. As the young stud just takes control of his young wife’s mother and just pounds the shit out of her pussy.
Deb comes multiple times. As Tim pounds her hard for a solid hour straight.
Deb was coated in sweat breathing hard and moaning.

“ I want your cock in my mouth, when you come! “ She tells him.
He continues to fuck her, almost to the moment of no return. When he pulls out, Deb raced for his cock. As she grabbed hold of it. His first blast hit her right between the eyes. She opens wide, and goes down on him. Taking his hot sticky load. It fills her mouth. And was to much to take. Overflowing the excess cum, runs down her chin and neck. She comes off of it again, with his cock in her grip she pumps another shot on to her tits as she swallows. Then goes down on him again, and drains his big balls.
They both collapsed on to the bed together. Tim watched as Deb rubbed his hot jizz in to her tits, with a big smile on her face.

The phone starts ringing.

“ Shit!...Who could that be? “ Deb reaches for the phone.

“ Hello “

“ Mom is Tim still over there? “

“ Yeah he’s “ She looks at him and thinks for a moment before speaking. “ He’s still out in the yard. I come home finding him out cutting my grass. “ Deb explains.

“ That’s wonderful! I was hoping he’d be doing something like that. I noticed Mikeys not been on top of his job much lately. “

“ Yeah I’m gonna have to get on his ass about that. I’ll tell him he’ll have to start paying you rent for that apartment. “

Crystal starts laughing.

“ Yeah mom. That will be the day. But when Tim gets finished. Tell him to stop at the store, and get me four cans of formula and four packs of diapers. These twins are really eating a lot. “

“ That’s what your tits are for Crystal. It’s cheaper that way. “

“ I know mom. But I don’t want my tits to sag later on. “

“ You may as well get used to it. Mother Nature will get her way about that....But if it bothers you. Start saving up. You can get a boob job later on. “

Babies crying in the background.

“ Okay I got to go. Tell Tim to hurry up please. “

“ Okay bye. “

Click She hangs up the phone and smiles.

“ Your wife needs diapers and formula. “

“ Yeah I heard her. “ Tim gets up off the bed, with his flaccid cock swinging. “ I better get going. “

“ Not before you get a shower! “ Tim looks at Deb surprised. Suspecting that she might need another round. And he didn’t know if he was ready for one that quick.

“ You need more? “ Tim asks her looking down at his spent cock.

“ No silly boy. Lesson one, when you cheat on your wife. Even with her mother. You always take a shower before going home to her...Now get to it! She’s going to be waiting and tapping her foot. “
Tim grabs up his jeans and makes his way to the bathroom.

Deb takes off her garter belt, and peels off her stockings. And put on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. She then went out back and collected his shirt, socks and shoes. And placed them outside the bathroom door.
She then turned on the Tv. To watch the evening news, lighting her cigarette. She’s caught off guard as Bill and Hillary Clinton are being drug over the coals over the White Water real estate scandal from decades before.

“ Oh my God!...Not that? “ Deb leans up in her recliner, watching and listening closer. Remembering herself was an investor in that flawed deal.

Tim comes in, seeing the look of stress on his mother in laws face.
He looks at the Tv. Then back at her.

“ Is there something wrong? “ He asks concerned.

“ No...No...I hope the Hell not. You better get going. And don’t forget the formula and diapers. And thanks for all the hard work. I really appreciate it. “

“ Anytime Deb. “ Tim leaves and Deb cracks open a beer.
The news goes off. And Wheel of fortune comes on. But as Deb smoked and drank. The words White Water were ingrained on her mind.

“ Shit!...WTF? Is going to come over that? “
She wondered. As she got up to pour herself a stronger drink.

 

[Mikey22]

After both the girls return from a short maternity leave.
Debs perfect world slowly starts to crumble. Not only as the drip drip drip of news of the White Water fiasco comes to life on the evening news. A scandal that Deb only played a very small part in, when she was a young up and coming realtor. which weighs heavy on her mind.
They soon find out Trump is going bankrupt on his Hotel, casino and dog track. Not to mention the not completed country club. That was still under construction.
This was a bigger disappointment for her, since after all it consumed the entire west side of town.
With only used car lots, Title loan places and junk stores. There was virtually no revenue coming in from there.
The only future growth of Whoresville would have to come from with in. And unfortunately for Deb. Her daughter Crystal was on top of revitalizing what was known as the Whoresville bottoms.
which crossing the tracks of the oldest part of the down town district. It consisted of a maze of dirt streets and shack like houses. And very few businesses.
Deb comes in to her old office, after hearing rumors of what Crystal wanted to do with the place.
She’d already had a consulting firm hired and plans drawn up, that looked like a positive, productive and profitable adventure. She to had already mailed out eviction notices. On some, others she jacked up the rent for others.
This is what Deb heard about. She had gotten mobbed at city hall by many of those residents.

“ Crystal what in the Hell have you done? “
Deb said looking at her daughters future plans.

“ I’m gonna make this a better place. You should have done something with the bottoms years ago. “

“ Baby those people have always been there. They have nowhere to go! “

“ That’s why we’re going to help them. “

“ Help them how? “ Her mother asks.

“ Apartments mom. Look. “ Crystal points to several apartment units she had drawn out on a map.

“ Baby it’s nice, and a Nobel thing your trying to do. But we don’t have the resources for something like this! “

“ I know mom. That’s why I talked to this nice lady from the HUD office. She’s gonna have some people down next week to look at the place. “
Deb instantly turned pale. Her stomach tied up in knots. She felt faint and sick with nervousness. “ Maybe they’ll bring in some of that federal money to help us. “

“ Oh please tell me you didn’t do that? “

“ But Mom there with the government. And they supposed to help us. “
As a Mississippi business woman and politician. Deb knew how to get things done on a local or state level. A blow job here, a blow job there. An occasional night of fucking in the governor’s mansion. Throwing a few thousand here and there. In to there pet projects. And Deb was left alone to do things her way.
But the Feds were a different animal. They were straight by the book. And there were and always strings attached. They would want things done and run there way, not Debs.
And Deb was corrupt and rotten to the core. And all of her previous, shady dealings would soon come out.

“ Mom your old. You think and do things like old people around here. You’ve got to let all that go and trust me. “
Deb runs to the bathroom. Slamming the door behind her. Crystal and Misty could hear her throwing her guts up. Deb couldn’t remember the last time that she was so sick.
After throwing up every thing she had in her. She splashed some cold water on her face. And walks out.

“ Mom are you okay? “

“ I’ve got to go!...Just leave me alone! “
Deb gets in to her car, and takes a big swig from her flask that she kept under the seat. And after lighting up a Marlboro red. She proceeded to slowly drive home.

On top of everything else that was fixing to go wrong. Deb was up for re-election in November. And for the first time, she had a viable candidate running against her. Who was Cynthia Jackson. Who was a young black woman, who was from the bottoms. And she was gunning for Debs current job.
Deb would be in for the fight of her life, but for the moment, she try’s to put everything out of her mind. Once at home. She takes a hand full of nerve pills, and chased them down with bourbon. And went to bed, and hoped she’d never wake up.
In her sleep she dreams of seeing all of us looking down at her, crying as she lays in her casket.
She then sees a doorway, and a bright light. Just inside the doorway she sees her mother. The way she looked when she was young. Smiling and calling her name. She wore a white dress. Her long red hair hung freely and blew in the wind.
Deb runs faster and faster toward her open and waiting arms. And just as she gets to her. The door slams shut.

“ Noooooooooooooooooo! “ Deb screams out in agony, waking herself up. She sits straight up in bed. And sees the morning sun coming in around the curtains. She hears the birds singing outside.

“ Shit!...I’m still here! “ She then sighs, and makes her way to the bathroom to pee and take a cold shower.

The following week the HUD people showed up. But Cynthia Jackson showed up before Deb. And she wasted no time, showing them around the bottoms.
They were appalled at what they saw. The EPA was right behind them, writing out tickets for every violation they could find. The open ditch for a sewer was not going to cut it any longer. They brought the citations to Debs office. She gets sick again, as she adds up the penalties against her. Her calculator broke after adding up the third million.
Not knowing what to do. Deb reaches in to her purse for her snub nose 38. And puts the gun to her head. She cocks it and pulls the trigger.

“ Click “
She then takes the gun and opens the chamber, and realizes it’s empty.

The phone rings.

“ Hello Deb here. “ She try’s to sound cheerful.

“ Mrs. Jones the press is here. “

“ Okay send them in. “

Deb was horrified as none other than Ed Bradley, Mike Wallace and Diane Sawyer all walk in together.
They were doing a 60 minute special. And it damn wasn’t on Debs own rags to riches story. They wanted to talk about the Whoresville bottoms. And they already had the video footage from her opponent Cynthia Jackson as she showed them along with the HUD people around.
They all three ganged up on Deb, nailing her down and demanding answers.
Deb stutters and stumbles throughout the entire interview.
And Sunday night as the news magazine unfolded. It showed a thriving middle class town. Then it crossed the tracks in to something that looked like a third world dump.
Then to the interview.
Deb couldn’t watch no more. With finally a loaded gun in her hand, and just like Elvis did, she shot out her old cabinet style Tv.
But she just didn’t have what it takes to take her own life. But she sure wished she was dead.
For the next month Deb sweats the storm of the negative publicity. The hype dies down to a tolerable volume that she could handle to exist. But she was watched like a hawk. By the press and the government. As she started to campaign for her re election as mayor. She had her supporters and was loved by many. But not as many as she used to be. People die off, others move away. Attitudes change. And young people Misty and Crystals age and younger don’t look up to somebody like Deb as a positive roll model. Though she’d done a lot of good for the community throughout the years. With the negative press as of late. None of the good was ever recognized.

Summer ends and the election gets closer.
Deb looks at one poll seeing that she’s up. And another saying she was down. It was like a constant roller coaster ride.
And just as she felt positive and up beat, two men walked in to her office. Both were in tee shirts jeans and work boots. Just like many local men do, as they come and go to work.

“ Are you Deb Jones? “ One of them asks.

“ I am. What can I help you gentlemen with?”
And that’s when they both bring out there federal badges.

“ We’re with the Securities and exchange commission. “
Debs heart sank, she had a feeling this day may come. And she sure didn’t need it now.
“ Your name was mentioned by a prominent business woman from Little Rock. I think you know who she is, without me saying. “

That’s when the other one speaks up.

“ Mrs. Jones when was the last time you were in Little Rock? “

“ Oh I don’t know....1979 maybe. “

The two men look at one another.

“ Yeah That sounds about right....You know anything about White Water? “

“ Uh....Mmmm...Uh. Just what I see on Tv. “

“ Well we hear that you know a lot more than that. And we need you to come to Little Rock and talk to us about it. “

“ I’m sorry but my cars in the shop right now.”
Deb says trying to play this off being cool.

“ That’s okay. You can ride with us. “ The man placed an arrest warrant on to her desk.

Deb looks at the official document.

“ Please sir. Can’t this wait until after the first week of November?...I really don’t need this right now. “

“ I’m sorry....Let’s go now. If you behave yourself we won’t put the cuffs on you. “

“ Yeah the press is outside. We’d hate to embarrass you any more than you already have been. “

The other man fights back a chuckling laugh, as Deb stands from behind her desk, she straightens her crisp pink blouse. And try’s to look as professional as possible. Then reaches for her purse.

“ Hold it a second!...We need to look inside that first. “ Her purse was snatched away from her. The man finds her snub nose 38.
“ This gonna have to stay here. You got a permit for it? “

“ It’s in my wallet. You want to check? “

“ No they’ll check it out later...Lets go now. “
Deb sighs as she steps out of city hall, and down the steps. walking between the two men. In her high heeled boots and her snug fitting leather skirt.

Cameras start flashing, and reporters run towards her.

“ Mrs. Jones are you under arrest? “

“ No comment! “

“ Mrs. Jones what do you know about Whitewater? “

“ No comment...No comment...No comment!”
She continues to repeat, all the way to the waiting unmarked police car, that drove her away.

 

[Mikey22]

As Debs being hauled away in Federal custody. Another team of agents, secure the perimeter of her home. Kicking in the door with guns drawn. They quickly spread out throughout the small brick home.

“ Clear! “

“ Clear! “

“ Clear! “

They then dive in wrecking the entire living floor. Finding nothing of interest besides her impressively stocked bar, liquor cabinet.
The contents of her lingerie drawer. And a few extra large sex toys found under the bed, was about it.

They think they find pay dirt in the basement. Deb is a habitual hoarder. Probably every business transaction she’d made in right at two decades of real estate dealings were there.
If they think there going to pen Deb on some white collar crime. She’s damn sure going to make them work for it.
A decades worth of High Time magazine intrigued them enough to call in a K-9 unit.
That turns in to a total waste of there time. Since that was more of Misty’s thing than Debs.
The garage was also gone through thoroughly. All they could find there of unlawful interest was a few cans of Vietnam era Agent Orange that she got from Jack to kill off some Kudzu with.
They hauled all the boxes of financial crap out and put on a truck.

There next stop was Debs Real estate office. Where Misty and Crystal were. They had not yet known there mother was taken away.

“ What the Hell??? “ Misty says seeing the armed men approaching the office door.

“ Everybody out!!! “ The agent yells, as they enter the office.

Misty and Crystal run outside and watch from the parking lot. As the men basically destroy the office. And start hauling out file cabinets.

“ See what you caused by calling the HUD people? “ Misty says to Crystal.

“ That don’t have nothing to do with this!...This is big here!...Moms in big time trouble! “ Crystal says racking her brain about what this is about.
But when Crystal sees them carrying out her desk top computer, she has to act.

“ Oh Hell no! “ She leaves Misty running toward the men.

“ No!...No!...You can’t take that!...That’s mine! “

“ I’m sorry Miss!...You can have it back, when we finish with it! “

“ When will that be??? “

“ That’s classified! “

“ But I need my computer!...I’ve got a God Damn business to run here! “ Crystal was pissed the fuck off.
Misty’s jaw dropped in total shock. She’d never her sister use the Lords name in vein before.

“ Look lady! You need to calm down. Or will be getting you for obstruction of justice! “
She was then given a piece of paper that explained that all financial assets in the name of Deb Jones or Delta Reality. Are frozen until further notice.

“ What’s all this about??? “ Crystal yells at the man, demanding an answer.

“ That’s classified I said! “ He then smiles at her. “ Y’all have a nice day. “
The girls watch them load the computer on the the packed full truck, and they drive away.

They go back inside the ran sacked office. Misty flipped her desk back over, and found her chair, and sat down and leaned back, kicking off her high heels and propping her bare feet on top of the desk. Crystal watched her fire up a cigarette.

“ Your smoking in the office again? “

“ What the Hell difference does it make now?...We’re out of business! “

“ Yeah your right. Let me have one. “ Crystal takes one from Misty’s pack and lights up.

“ Cough...Cough...Cough. How can y’all stand these nasty things? “
She takes a few more puffs.
“ What are we gonna do now? “ Crystal asks Misty.

“ I don’t know!...Your the one with the college degree!...My guess is if we can’t get them to free up moms bank account, we’ll have to look for jobs!..You need to be thankful that you got Tim to fall back on. Everything me and Mikey male revolves around this business. “

“ You know anyone hiring? “

“ Yeah a while back I ran in to this guy that said I could make $500.00 a night dancing at the Pussy Cat Club. I’d have to heal up a little more first though. “

“ Where’s that? “

“ That’s that old place down at the county line. If I had your body, I’d make a thousand a night....You should give that some thought. You might be good at it. “

“ No way!...I ain’t taking my clothes off for a bunch of men like that!...Your crazy!...You really think calling HUD caused this? “

“ Don’t you remember when we moved here? Riding down here with Aunt Cheryl? And she said Never Trust The Fucking Government! “

“ You remember that??? “

“ Yes Those are words to live by. “ Misty informed her college grad sister.
And Crystal then realized that the sister that she had with an IQ no higher than an idiot was making perfect sense.

Back to Deb.

She rolled along in the back seat of that police car, somewhere on I-40 between Memphis and Little Rock. Absorbing the reality that she was in big trouble.
She sees an exit coming up that had a motel.
She leans up in the seat between the two men.

“ There’s a motel coming up. I’ll pay for the room. And the three of us could have a little fun? “

“ Lady are you trying to bribe us? “

“ No not really. But if I’m on my way to the Federal pen. I would like to get fucked first...It might be a while before I get me some cock you know? “

“ Oh don’t you worry none. Your gonna get fucked alright! “

Deb didn’t exactly like the tone that the man said saying that. So she just slumped back down in to the seat to enjoy the last bit of the pleasant scenery of the free world she thought she was leaving.

 

[Mikey22]

Eventually the long miserable ride comes to an end. Outside the intimidating Federal building.

“ Let’s go! “ The man said coaxing Deb from the back seat. She was then rushed up the front steps, as fast as her sexy high heeled boots would allow her to go. Inside the front door. Down a hallway, then another. On to an elevator. Then another hallway. And another elevator.

“ Shit! If I did get away from these Son of a bitch’s I’d never find my way out of the fucking building! “

She was then hurried in to a little room.

“ Sit! “ The man said, as he snatches her purse from her shoulder and dumped it out. Taking her drivers license and SSI card from her bill fold.
She was then locked in the little room for over an hour.
The investigators come back inside.

“ Who the Hell are you? Your SSI number belongs to a dead person from California. “

“ Well you’ll have to talk to California about that. That’s where I got my first ID. “

“ Lady you better not be lying to me! “

The discussion then turns to White Water.

“ What’s your part in the White Water Real estate scandal? “

“ Look I’m a victim in this. That prominent business woman you don’t want to name. Promised me if I’d invest $3,000.00 I’d make three million. “

“ Only $3,000.00??? “

“ Look young man. $3,000.00 was a Hell of a lot of money in 1979. Now you should be going after her. And get me my three million! I know she’s good for it...Cause I see her and her sleazy ass husband on the fucking news every day! “

“ Was that $3,000.00 in cash? “

“ For a matter a fact it was. “
The two men talk quietly between themselves for a minute.

“ Mrs. Jones do you always deal in cash? “

“ I do when I can. “

“ How old were you in 1979? “

“ I was probably 25. I was 25 through most of the 70’s. “

“ How old are you now? “

“ I’m 39 and holding. “

“ Lady don’t bull shit me! “

“ I’m not. You checked out my ID. You know as much as I do. I’m the oldest daughter of Paige and Cole Parker. There both in a cemetery back in Mississippi. I’ll be glad to show you if you like. “

“ We'll be right back. “

Outside in the hallway.

“ She’s a fucking nut job! “ The two investors relay Debs story to some others. Who then go inside to start in on Deb. Round and round the bull shit continues. Talking in circles, they try to trip Deb up, as she chain smokes Marlboro’s and sips black coffee.
They play good cop bad cop. Putting a deal on the table and then snatching it away.

You could almost here Glen Fry singing in the background. As the Interrogations takes on a Mimi Vice type of feel to it.

Hours later an IRS nerd comes in. He wants to grill Deb about her tax returns.

“ Mrs. Jones is this a number 5 or a number 2? “ As he try’s to interpret her chicken scratch of writing.

“ Shit! I don’t know!...Your the accountant? “

“ Yeah but it’s your writing? “

“ It’s also dated 1983. If you would have been doing your fucking job. And come to me in 1983. I could have given you an answer. You fucking dumb ass! “

Deb holds nothing back when taking to scum like this.
Deb works the investigators over for hours and hours in to the night.

Down the hall in the bosses office.

“ What the Hell have y’all got out of her? “

“ We got shit boss...Nothing but shit! “

“ Is she that tough? “

“ She’s got to be the toughest bitch I’ve ever had to question!...Maybe you should take a crack at her?

“ Get the dogs out of there...We got to try something else. “

“ Yes sir. “

The door opens.

“ Let’s give it a rest. “
The two detectives get up from the table.

“ If we’re done. I’d appreciate a ride home now? “

“ Just sit tight!..We’ll get back to you about a ride home shortly. “

Deb breaths a sigh of relief. Hoping the worst is behind her.

“ I think I’d rather take a dick up the ass, than another round of questions. “ She says forgetting that everything she says in the room is being recorded.

 

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[Mikey22]

The hours of grueling interrogation, had definitely took a toll on Deb. She looked as if she’d been rode hard and put up wet. And as of yet, they hadn’t laid a hand on her.
Her hair and makeup was a mess. She’d been sweating so much, that her thin pink blouse was soaked. She reeks of cigarettes and the booze that she’d sweated out. All mixed of just a hint left of her Chantelle #5 perfume.
She sat there a few minutes, gathering her thoughts. Assuming she’d be going back home soon. She put all the contents of her purse, back in to her purse. She then took her brush and brushed through her long red hair.
She then stood and paced back and forth across the room.

“ I’m so ready to get out of here! “
She says with her purse back over her shoulder. She walks to the door, but discovers it’s locked.

“ Shit! “ She continues to anxiously pace back and forth.

A few more long minutes pass, before the door finally opens.
Two uniformed women walks in.
Both were wearing latex gloves. One was holding a bright orange prison issue jump suit. Debs eyes gets big as she watched her drop it on to the table.

“ Mrs. Jones we’re going to need you to undress now. Take everything off nice and slowly! “

“ Oh no!...I’m not doing that! What am I being charged with?...What about my Lawyer? And my one phone call?...Nobody’s even red me my rights yet? And just what the fuck is all this about? I ain’t did nothing! “

Deb couldn’t believe this shit was happening to her.

“ Look Mrs. Jones. We can either do this the easy way or the hard way. So make it easy on yourself and set your purse down and strip. “
They both take a step toward her.

“ Okay...Okay!...You win! “ Deb sits her purse back down, her fingers shook as she nervously unbuttoned her blouse.
She takes off and hands the sweaty blouse over. She unzipped and took off her skirt.


“ See I have nothing? “ She says as she stands in her bra, pantyhose and boots.

“ Take it all off! “ The woman tells her.
In a huff Deb sits down unzips and parts with her sexy high heeled boots. The women watch her closely as she pulls the straps of her bra down. With both her luscious breasts exposed, she turns the bra around, unhooks the clasp and hands it over.
Last but not least, she lowers and peels off her pantyhose.

“ Happy now? “ She asks with sarcasm.

“ Take your jewelry off! “
Deb sighs as she parts with her watch. And necklace. She then moved her right hand behind her back.

“ We need your wedding ring to! “
That looked as if it was the most disturbing thing to Deb. She could probably count on one hand, the times that she took that simple gold band from her right ring finger, since 1975.

“ Don’t you dare loose this! “ Deb says as she took the ring and placed it on the table, next to her other things.

Deb stands there as the women start examining her naked body.

“ I said I don’t have anything! “ She says watching them. As they look her over.
One of them kneels down.

“ Gove me your foot! “
Deb watched her as she started spreading her toes apart.

“ I’m not a fucking junkie! “ Deb informs them both.

“ Yeah...And you don’t smell like a drink either?...Do you? “

“ Well there is a difference you know? “

“ Okay turn around and squat. And spread your cheeks and cough. “

As Deb perms the humiliating task. The women just stare in disbelief.

“ OMG!....Look at the size of that fucking cunt! “

“ She’s got to be a size queen! “

“ What?...Y’all act as if you ain’t never seen a pussy before? “

“ Oh I assure you. We’ve seen a bunch of them...Bend over that table! “
As Deb gets in to another humiliating position. She looks back over her shoulder. Seeing the woman, squeeze out a generous amount of lube in to her gloved fingers.
She takes a deep breath as she feels the cold lube on to her flesh. Then 3 and four fingers slide in to her.

“ Mmmmm!....You like my pussy? “
She feels more pressure, and lets out a grunt, as her pussy sucks in and clamps down on the woman’s wrist.

“ Holy shit!...She’s got my entire fist inside her! “
Deb couldn’t help but laugh a little. As the woman twits and rotates her fist inside Debs oversized sex box.
Deb tightens up on her more.

“ Let me try that? “ The other woman said.

“ Let me go! “ The woman said, struggling to pull her hand from Debs pussy.

“ Mmmmm!....Maybe you should finish the job first? “ Deb said to her, with more sarcasm.
Finally her hand is pulled free, from Debs grip. The woman looks at her hand with amazement.

“ Your lips on my clit would feel good to you know? “ Deb tells her with a smile.

“ That’s not gonna happen! “ She says back, as her partner takes a turn inserting her hand inside Deb.

“ Damn!...That last girl almost ripped from four fingers? “ She said with an amazed look on her face.
Deb starts to thrust herself back and forth on to the woman’s wrist.

“ Stop that!!!...Your not supposed to be enjoying this! “
Deb can’t help but to crack a smile. And laugh a little.
The woman pulls her hand free, looking again at Debs fat pussy.

“ Yeah lets see if she enjoys this! “

 

[Mikey22]

Deb feels the woman part the cheeks of her ass. she lets out another loud grunt.

“ Shit!...Be gentle doing that! “ She says feeling the woman, invade her tight ass with her fingers.

“ Oh yeah!...You don’t like that so we’ll do you? “
She says working and stretching Debs ass out. Deb flexed her anal muscles.

“ Mmmmmmm!....If I only had to shit right now I’d shit right in her hand! “ She said to herself as she grinds on her fingers.

The door opens again. The two men that brought her there walks in. Deb turns to watch them come in.

“ Y’all having fun? “ One of them says, as he starts unbuckling his belt.

“ No! I’m not doing it with y’all now! I gave you your chance when we passed that motel.”

But as they both dropped trowel. With there long thick cocks exposed to her. That attitude instantly changed.

“ We got her all lubed up for y’all! “ The woman said, pulling her fingers from Debs ass.

“ Wow! I wasn’t expecting the two of you to be hung like this? “ Deb says dropping to her knees between the two men.
With a smile, she takes each of there thick long cocks in each of her hands. Both were in the 8 to 9 inch range. She gently stroked them, as the two women looked on.

“ Told you she was a size queen! “

“ Yeah I see that! “

She then took there cocks and rubbed them between each other’s, as if they were cock fighting or something,

“ Oh no!...We ain’t like that! “ The man said to her, disapproving of that move.

“ Oh come on now! That’s no way to be! “
She said, before sticking out her tongue. She licks the mans cock, from his balls up to the sensitive head of his cock, flicking her tongue against it. Teasing it more.
He moans begging for more. As she then goes to tease the other mans cock. She alternates between the two cocks. Slowly building up the excitement.

“ Mmmm...I want you both in my mouth! “
She again pulls and holds there cocks together, and opens wide. Going down on them both.

“ Damn! “ Both women say impressed with Debs cock sucking skills. Deb works them both over, trying to make them shoot off.
The pre cum starts to ooze. When they both pull away from her. They both take a firm hold of her.

“ Oh my! “ She says finding herself sandwiched between them both. With a cock in her pussy and one in the ass. She puts on her best pornographic performance. Hoping she can win her freedom by doing so. Feeling both there cocks as they fuck her used holes in perfect sync.
She pants and moans as her first orgasm hits. Gripping both there cocks inside her, she feels them blow, filling both her holes at once.

“ Ahhhhhh!...Yes! “ She said collapsed on the floor. As both men slip out of her.
The men get up and start to dress.
Deb slowly gets to her feet. With cum gushing from her pussy and ass.
She’s then handed the orange jumpsuit.

“ I can’t put my own clothes on?...And go home? “

“ You can when you tell us the truth? “

“ The truth about what???...I’ve told you everything I know? “

“ Tell us about the navy blue dress with the dried cum stains, we found in your basement? “

“ Oh bull shit!...You think I’m the woman in the blue dress??? “

“ I don’t know but forensics is going to find out. You better start talking! “

“ I ain’t saying shit! “

“ Then your not going home! “

“ But I just let y’all fuck me? “

“ And I told you on your way here, your gonna get fucked! “

“ You just wait until I get my lawyer!...Your gonna pay for doing me this way! “

“ Don’t you threaten me lady!...I can make your life a living Hell! “

“ Good luck cause it already is! “

Deb proceeds to put on the jumpsuit. She’s then handcuffed and her ankles shackled. She’s also chained around the waist. Out in to the hallway she shuffled along barefoot until they come to two other men, both in orange jumpsuits. There all three chained together. And are led outside, where it was a media frenzy. Cameras flashing and microphones right in her face.

“ Mrs. Jones?....Mrs. Jones?...Is it true that you’re the mysterious woman in the blue dress??? “

“ Hell no! It wasn’t me! “

“ What about White Water?...Mrs. Jones is it true your the one behind the whole scam?? “

“ Fuck No!...I’ve been framed! “

“ What about your daughter? Is she the one in the blue dress? “

“ Which one? “

“ The chubby one? “ A CNN reporter yells out.
Deb looks right in to the camera. With a thoughtful look on her face.

“ Now that night be a possibility? “ She said as they pushed her in to a black unmarked van.
As the van pulls away, being escorted by state troopers. The two men look at Deb real hard.

“ Lady just what in the Hell have you done? We robbed a bank, and we didn’t even get any press coverage? “

“ All I know is I got my ass ripped off three grand in a real estate scam in 1979!...I don’t know what this shit is about! “

 

[Mikey22]

Hours later. They arrive at a federal penitentiary. As soon as Debs brought in, she’s unshackled and stripped naked again. Then prodded, probed, felt up and groped. She was then sprayed down for lice and handed a bar of soap. And hosed down with a fire hose.
She was then issued another jumpsuit and her tooth brush and toiletries, and a pillow and blanket.

“ Is there anyway I could get a pack of smokes? “

“ No there’s no smoking here? “

“ No smoking?...No smoking?...No smoking?”
She said over and over as she was led to her cell.

The next day she finds herself on the exercise yard. With everyone looking at her, sizing her up. She knew from watching Tv. That people in prison form and get in to cliques. But every where she looked, she didn’t get any warm and fuzzy feelings from any of them. So she stays to herself. Keeping what she hoped was a safe distance from them all. As she walked laps, looking through the fence. At the cars passing along on the highway in the distance.
A brown haired woman runs up to her.

“ Deb Jones is that you?...It’s me Susan. You remember me? “
Deb stops in her tracks, giving the woman an icy cold stare.

“ You???? “ She shouts at her.
Deb was not one to pick physical fights. Her last fight she had was outside the Budget Inn motel, back in the 70’s. When she was confronted by a mans wife that she’d had an affair with. And she got her ass beat.
But she hadn’t had a cigarette since her interrogation. And she was going on the second day without an alcoholic drink. And that with all this stress had her on the edge of snapping.

All the inmates on the yard was looking on with interest. As a heated argument breaks out between these two women.

“ Bitch I want my God Damn money!!!...With interest!!! “

The argument soon turns to them shoving each other back and forth.

“ Ladies break that shit up! “ A guard yells through a bull horn, from a guard tower.
Debs plotting her next move. In the back of her mind she sees Misty that morning from years ago. Sipping her orange juice saying.

“ Mom if you want to win. You always throw the first punch! “
Deb draws back and Pow! Right between the eyes she decks her. She then pounced on her knocking her to the ground and literally just beats the shit out of her.
When the guards gets to her, it takes four of them to pull her 130 pound ass off of her. Debs then thrown in to solitary confinement. And Susan’s hauled out on a stretcher. To the hospital.
After Deb cools off she just sits against the wall of the lonely cell and smiles.

“ Oh Misty would be so proud of me right now. “ She says to herself, wishing there was a way she could call her to tell her what she’s done.

 

[Mikey22]

The blue dress scandal.

In the following days as Deb sits with her back to the wall. Learning the ropes of prison life.
Back at home, her defunct real estate office, became her campaign headquarters. As Crystal and Misty decided to keep the fight for her mother’s job as mayor going.

They sat there watching the CNN network. As investigators held up the little blue dress. They claimed come from Debs house.
They painted her as some high end slut. That was a DC. Insider type. That did you know what she did. The little blue dress with dried up cum on it said it all.

There was no doubt the blue dress could have come from there moms house.
A little blue dress was almost a trademark for Deb. Many of her real estate ads, promotions and commercials. Showed her wearing a blue dress.

The coverage continues, as they show one of there mothers pictures on the screen. Looking vibrant and beautiful. With flowing red hair, and a perfect smile, of pearly white capped teeth. Her freckles and few wrinkles had been photoshopped out of it.
They change the channel over to Fox. While in its infancy at the time, they claimed to be fair and balanced. But the pic they showed was of her most recent mugshot. Looking rough as Hell with hollowed eyes and no makeup. Her hair was a limp stringy mess. And in her prison orange jumpsuit.
And they ran her down as the most hideous woman that had ever lived.

Yes not even Fox would give Deb any positive coverage.

“ You sure your not the woman there talking about? “ Crystal asks Misty.

“ Look at that dress!...It’s got to be a size 2. My fat ass is not going to fit in a size 2. And neither is Moms! “
Misty made some points with that.

“ What about you?...Your closer to that size than we are? “

“ No way! I’m not a slut like that! And there’s no way Mom could find DC. On a map of her life depended on it! Hell remember when she got lost going to Atlanta? And found herself in Mobile instead? “

“ Yeah I remember that. “

“ This whole thing is a sham! And we need help! “

Crystals expertise was in business, accounting and real estate. That’s what she went to college for. But she did find herself sitting in on some political science classes along the way. So she knew a little bit about how the dog and pony show of politics was played out. But she never dreamed she’d be put in a position of running a campaign.

“ Do you know anybody who would like to volunteer and work for us? “

“ Yeah I think I know a few. I’ll get right on it. “
That night Misty calls all her old friends from school. There was Shirley, Staci and Traci. Along with Trailer park Tammi. And Jed and Greg. All of whom made up there own little clique of miss fits. That fit in nowhere in society. Except for that old run down trailer, that sat in the back of the school yard. Where the so called special kids were kept out of sight of everyone else.
Misty explained the situation that her mom was in. And they all agreed to come and help.

The next morning they all showed up at 9:00 sharp. Greg’s mother parked her van out front. And Crystal watched as she helped her Son out and in to his wheelchair. His body kind of jerked and shook. He constantly had a uncontrollable stutter. But as she rolled him inside. When he saw Misty his eyes just lit up. And he grinned from ear to ear.
Misty runs down to him. She kneels down and the two hug lovingly with tears in there eyes.
Crystal looks over the group. She definitely had her doubts. But she did greatly appreciate there spirit and positive attitudes.

“ Misty what can he do? “ Crystal asks in a whisper.

“ I don’t know. But I’ll find something for him and all of them to do. They want to help Mom so bad. “

For a while the group talked so fondly of Deb. Who would take time and say a kind word to them, when no one else would. And she always brought pizza, cup cakes and sodas for the class. On special occasions throughout there school years.
They always remembered that.

Crystal sat in her office, with her lap top computer that she brought from home. Doing her research. Now that she had a team. She was plotting her next move.

 

[Mikey22]

Crystal walks back in to the room. To address the group.

“ We need a slogan. Something catchy and easy to remember. I’m open for anything you can come up with. “

The group huddled together around Misty’s desk. Jed who was the most artistic one of the group, started drawing cartoon like pictures of Deb. And a few hours later. They came up with something. And it was something big.

Jed drew a picture of a chubby Deb. Standing only in her bra and panties. Looking up at a little blue dress on a hanger. And the little bubble above her head said.

“ If the dress don’t fit. You must acquit! “

Misty took the picture to Crystal.

“ I love it!...This is perfect! “
And Jed went to work making more cartoon drawings of Deb. So they could make signs, posters and tee shirts.

The next obstacle in the way was money.
The campaign contributions trickled in daily. $5.00 here. $10.00 there. Over time it was enough to keep the lights on, and keep them from starving to death.
Then they received a check from Jerry Lawler for ten grand. And then a matching one from Bill Dundee. Wayne Farris and some of the others from the old regional wrestling promotion, kicked in smaller amounts.

“ Oh yeah! We can work with this! “ Crystal said as she gathered up Jeds artwork, to the print and tee shirt shop.

“ Now if only Ric Flair would kick in a couple of million, we’ll really be rolling! “ Misty added.

“ Why Ric Flair??? “ Crystal asks.

“ Cause Mom let him fuck her, when he came through town once! “

“ He fucked Mom? “

“ Yes!...You don’t remember that? “

“ No!...When was that? “

“ I don’t know! 1984 or 85 probably. It’s during the time he lost the belt to Kerry VonErich . “

“ Really??? “

“ Yeah He grabbed me and Kris Green right out of the crowd and showed us off on Tv. “
Misty went straight to Crystals computer and looked up the raw footage of the big event.

“ See look!...Thats me and Kris right there! “

“ Oh he was so Hot back then! “

“ Yeah! That could have been you with me that night! “
Crystal watched as the end of show brawl broke out, with Misty and Kris right in the middle of it.

“ Shit! I would have pissed all over myself! “

“ I did piss all over myself! And it was fun! See what all you missed out on by not going to wrestling? “

The check from Ric Flair never came. But the girls did then have enough money to get the ball rolling.

 

[Mikey22]

After returning from the print shop. They loaded up a lot of the signs in Greg’s moms van. She loaded Greg back up. And Tammi went with them to put the signs out all around town.

No sooner than they pulled away. The mail lady backed the mail Jeep right up to the door.

“ I’ve got a big load for y’all today. “ She said opening up the door and unloading box after box of letters.
The team gets to work opening them to see what people had to say.
Some were very encouraging. From Debs longtime friends, clients and business associates. Thank you notes were also written and mailed back for the donations that came in.
But unfortunately the bulk of the mail was pure hate mail.
Demanding that Deb resign from her current position and drop out of the race. That she was unfit for office or any office for that matter.

“ What the Hell? “ Misty said getting pissed off. They started looking at where the mail was coming from. New York, New Jersey, California, Illinois and Washington DC.

“ These people don’t know Mom! “ Misty complains.

“ Don’t take it personally! This is one of there tactics. They’re trying to bully us in to dropping out. This is how they win and get there way. “ Crystal explains.
In hardly no time at all. The small dumpster out back was full. And it would be days before the garbage man would come and empty it. Misty drags the huge garbage bags out back. And heaves them in to the packed dumpster. As she fired up her a smoke. She lit one of the hateful letters and dropped it in to the dumpster. After started to catch fire and burn. She goes back inside.

“ We’re going to have a dumpster fire every day until Mom returns. “ She announces to the group.

Crystal and Misty makes there way down to city hall. To check out how things were going in there moms absence. They pass some busses parked along the side of the road.

“ I wonder what that’s all about? “ Misty asks.

“ I don’t know. But I got a bad feeling about it.”
And as they get closer right there in front of City hall was a stage with none other than Cynthia Jackson standing on it, with a mob of protesters rallying around her.

“ Oh shit! That’s a political rally, another one of there tactics. “

“ You sure know a lot about those tactics? “

“ Yeah...When you go to college you learn a lot about that kind of shit. “

Crystal parks the car.

“ I don’t recognize any of those people. There not from around here. “

“ No those are paid protestors. That’s why those busses are back there. “

“ Paid?...They get paid to stand around and raise Hell? “

“ Yep they sure do. “

“ Shit! I want a job like that! “

“ No you don’t! Your better than that. I’m better than that. Mom and everybody in this town is better than that. There side is all about emotion, imagery and symbolism.”

“ What??? “

“ Never mind that. It’s all in there play book. Just be cool and ignore them. “

Of course she was running Deb down as usual.
The girls walk around the crowd and make there way toward the front door, when Cynthia spots them.

“ Crystal?...Crystal Jones? “ She yells out to her. Crystal stops and looks her way.

“ How is your momma gonna debate me from her prison cell? “

“ She’s going to get out!...Thats how she’s gonna debate you! “
Cynthia starts to laugh.

“ Oh no!...She ain’t getting out before Election Day. I guarantee you that! “

“ Than I will! “

“ What??? “ She laughs again. “ A spoiled little rich white girl like you? You ain’t got what it takes to debate me! If you want to do the right thing. You get your momma to resign! “
Crystal walks on in to the door. Misty can’t help but to shoot Cynthia the bird. Before she could do anything else. Crystal reaches out the door and snatched her inside.

“ I can’t believe you just let her laugh and talk down to you that way!...I’d be kicking that woman’s ass! “

“ Yeah Then I’d have to get you out of jail to! We really don’t need no trouble like that. You need to behave yourself!...Besides I’ll get her! I got to have time to think and write speeches and stuff. There’s a lot to it. You can’t just run off at the mouth like she is. Like I said we’re better than that. “

They make there way around city hall. Everyone is glad to see Crystal. Especially all the guys. She for sure was eye candy for all of them. And of course she’ll be the one to fill in on any important municipal matters if any comes up, while her moms away.
They just hang out and visit until after the rally outside brakes up.

 

[Mikey22]

Debs prison experience.

Deb gets transferred again. Where she’s spoiled for a week of the best that Club Fed has to offer.
In a minimum security lock up. She makes friends and spends her days leisurely watching Tv. Playing Bingo, checkers and ping pong. They even trust her enough to go outside the gate to meet the pizza delivery man.

“ Wow! This is more like a vacation than a jail? I’m gonna enjoy this. “

But this was just a short tease of what she was in for.

The following Sunday night.

She was awakened from her dorm like setting. And finds herself put back in cuffs and shackles. Then in the back of a van, for another long miserable ride.
When the van finally stopped. She was drug out, the sun was slowly rising. And she was at a prison camp like place.
She was welcomed by a man that was only known as Boss. He then removed her cuffs and shackles.

“ I have to say Miss. this is quite unusual. We don’t get women coming through here very often. So either you have fucked up bad! Or somebody really has it in for you.
But the rules here are simple.
Everything here is yes sir Boss. Or no sir Boss. You do what the Boss says without question. You fuck up, you spend the night in the box. You get rabbit in your blood and run, you get a set of chains. You run again, you get another set. You won’t need another set, if you run again. “

He takes a moment and points to another Boss that’s wearing mirrored sunglasses and holding a high powered rifle.

“ Do you understand what I’m telling you? “
He looks down at her paperwork. “ Mrs Jones? “

“ Yes sir Boss. “

“ We don’t put up with bull shit Mrs Jones! If you got a problem with any of these men here. You fight it out on Saturday afternoons.”

“ Fight???...Shit! “

“ Otherwise you spend more time in the box!”

He then gives her a striped pair of pants and shirt. Along with a pair of work boots. She’s then taken to her own primitive looking room that just had an old mattress on the floor for a bed, and a bucket for a toilet. He gave her a moment to get changed.
She was then put in line with all these men. They all climbed up in to an old army type truck.

As the truck slowly drives off, to wherever the days worksite was going to be. She sat right in the middle of all these men, looking her over with nothing but sinful lust in there eyes.
She bites her lower lip, wondering what this was going to be like. And for them it may have been months or possibly years since they had any pussy.

An all out orgy then breaks out, in the back of the truck. She finds herself surrounded by hard cocks. Cocks of all sizes. Small cocks, big cocks. Skinny cocks. Veiny cocks. Some cut and some uncut. Some were black. Some were white, some were in between. One thing was for certain though. It was one Hell of a variety. And Deb wasted no time to do her best to satisfy them all.
In the back of her mind at least she felt as if she’d be in good standings with her fellow inmates by doing this.

She feverishly works there cocks in her mouth, and hands. While others gave her pussy an amazing fucking. In no time the cum was flying, filling her mouth so much she thought she was going to drown.
Her sloppy wet cunt, just gushed as one cock came out, and another one enters her. She came over and over again. Her body was in a state of constant orgasm, none like she’d ever felt before.
By the time the truck stopped, she was at a point she was about to pass out. The men all bailed out of the back. Her entire body was coated in sticky cum. It was all she could do to get herself dressed. As she climbed down off the back of the truck. On her feet she stumbled, feeling weak and dizzy. The Boss was there. Looking at her in her just fucked look.

“ You okay? “

“ Yes sir Boss!...I’m just exhausted. “

“ Yeah I see that. I think for now on you better ride up in the front with me. “

With cum still gushing from her pussy. And soaking the crotch of her pants, she’s handed a shovel.

“ Get to work! “
Deb looks on at the long road of hot tar before her. She follows the lead of the other men, as they sling gravel across it.

“ Oh my God!...I can’t believe I’m doing this! I thought they had machines to do this? “

The day was hot long and miserable. There was no need to complain. She just sucked it up and endured it. Searching her brain, she tried to remember a time that she’d had to work this hard, back to her youth she remembered pushing a plow, hoeing corn, picking cotton by hand. Toting buckets of water from the creek. Up hill both ways of course. But nothing was worse than this.

“ If there is a Hell on earth? This has to be it!”
She tells herself.

“ Wiping off Boss? “ She hears a man yell out.
She looks up at the Boss who was holding that rifle. He gives the man a nod, allowing him just enough time to wipe the sweat from his brow. He then gives him an angry look, letting him know it was time to get back to work.

They stop only for lunch. Where they only get a bowl of slop, pice of bread and some water.
A half hour later, they were all slinging slag again.

“ Fuck!...Somebody is trying to break me! “
Deb says to herself. Finally they come to the end of the day, and the end of the road.
Exhausted Deb climbed in to the cab of the truck with the Boss.
He looks at her and smiles.

“ You know I’ll bet your a pretty thing, when your fixed up? “

“ I can be. “ Deb said looking off in the distance. She sees a store. And not just a store. It’s a store that sells booze. So bad she needed a drink and a smoke. She looks back over at the Boss.

“ Boss if I suck your dick...Can you get me a pack of smokes and something to drink? “

“ Oh yeah! I can arrange that for you. “
He slowly starts unbuckling his holster. He sees Deb looking at the 45 strapped to his hip.

“ I see you looking at it!...If you try something stupid I’ll blow that pretty head of yours, right off your God Damn shoulders!...You understand? “

“ Yes sir Boss. I want a drink and smoke to bad to try something like that. “
He then smiles at her.

“ That’s what I thought. “
As he unfastens his trousers. And eased them down with his boxers. His cock just springs out. He looked down at it proudly.

Deb leans over and goes down on him.
His cock was just the right size for her mouth. Not to big or to little. It was just long enough that she could take it down to his balls, and the head would just tickle her throat, without gagging her. His girth was just thick enough that it felt good and heavy. Almost like having a thick sausage between her lips.

“ Oh that feels so fucking good!...Been watching you all day. And my dicks been hard all day....Mmmm! “ He holds her head firmly to his cock.

“ Boss we going or not! “
One of the guys yells from the back of the truck.

“ Shut up back there!...I’m busy! “
It wasn’t long he was blasting away in to her mouth. Rope after hot rope. And she swallowed every drop of it, and sucks him clean. She looks up at him, with his cock going soft in her mouth.

“ Oh Honey that felt good!...Real good! “
He put his cock away, cranked the truck and drove on down to the store.

“ What you want? “

“ Something strong and a pack of Marlboros.”

“ All right. “
He gets out of the truck.

“ Boss how about a case of beer? “ One of the men yells out. He walked to the back of the truck. They all had there money pooled together.
Deb watched him walk in to the store. She hoped she’d got on his good side. And hoped he’d take care of her.

He soon returned with a case of beer, a six pack of beer for himself. And Deb a bottle of Thunder Bird. And a pack of smokes.

“ That’s the best they had. “ He said as she snatched the bottle out of the bag, she opens it and guzzles it down.

“ Damn!...You like to drink don’t you? “
She sucks the bottle dry, and chunks it out the window. After firing up a smoke. She looked at the six pack.

“ Mind if I have a beer to? “

“ Go ahead. I was just going to drink one or two anyway. “

By the time they got back to the camp. Deb was feeling right, and buzzing like Hell.
She got her turn at the shower first. And it Damn sure was refreshing. Though the place was filthy as Hell. Just like a place where a bunch of men would stay. But she didn’t care. Once cleaned up and with fresh clothes on.
She quietly went to her room, where the cook left her another bowl of slop, and bread. She passed it up and collapsed on to her mattress, hoping for some piece and quiet so she could sleep and recharge for whatever the next day brings.

But quietness was not in the cards for a while.
The men on the other side of the wall were carrying on with some bull shit, while some idiot was trying to eat 50 eggs.

“ 50 eggs?...Is he fucking crazy? “
The chaos continues until he completes the task, winning whatever he was gonna win out of the idiotic bet.

At 10:00 The Boss yells out.

“ Lights out! “
And all went quiet. And Deb finally drifts off to sleep, for a while. Except for the snoring and occasional fart, from that guy that ate the 50 eggs. All was quiet.
Later in the night Deb opens her eyes. There was like a green haze hanging in the air that smelled like pure shit. She coughs and hacks, and almost throws up in her mouth.
The sick feeling passed. She rolled over for her another smoke, hoping that when she strikes the Match the whole place will explode and burn. And all of her misery will be over. But unfortunately it doesn’t. And she’ll be alive and well, to suffer another day.

 

[Mikey22]

Next day

Deb rides out to the work site. With the same Boss. As they travel along together. Deb quickly noticed there’s qualities in this man that she likes. Besides his nice cock, that she got a sample of the day before. There was something about him that she just couldn’t put her finger on what it was. He looked to be close to her age, which is always a positive thing for her. Possibly they’ll have things in common with one another.
He had a full head of hair. For a man of his age, that’s always a good thing. It was black with a little gray in it. He had brown eyes, and was clean shaven. He was 6’3 and around 180 pounds. And looked like he took care of himself.
Deb didn’t have much luck getting him to talk. She didn’t know if he was just like that or maybe it was that he didn’t get involved with the prisoners on a personal level.

The work site for the day was, chopping weeds with a swing blade. Deb hadn’t touched one of these things since she’d walked off the farm years ago. And she sure didn’t miss it none.
It was another hot day to. In no tome it felt as if it was ninety something. With 90% humidity. Sweat was pouring out of her pores. Mosquitoes, flys were everywhere. Up in the sky you could see the buzzards circling. In the distance a hawk was singing.
And suddenly she hears it. The rattle she knows so well. It’s close but she’s not laid eyes on it yet.
She stops chopping the weeds, and the rattling stops, almost as if it’s toying with her.

“ Fuck!...Where is it at? “ She then starts working again. So she won’t be noticed and accused of just fucking off.
Bill was the inmate closest to her, off to her right. And down in to the ditch. She then looks down past Bill, and sees the snake uncoiling from the high weeds towards Bill.

“ Look out!...Snake! “ But it was to late. The deadly serpent strikes Bill right on the leg.
As soon as he realizes what just happened. He goes for the snake, with his swing blade. To either kill it or pen it. But he misses it.

“ No Bill don’t! “ Deb warns him. But again she was to late. The snake then got him in the thigh. He then trips and falls.
On the ground he’s eye level, with the snake, coming towards him. Seeing it’s tongue flickering. As is slithers along the ground.

“ Be still! Don’t move! “ Deb warns him. And this time he listens. As he watched her slowly comes closer to the snake. She squats down, showing no fear. Her hand slowly comes to the tail end of the four foot Diamond back. She quickly grabbed it, and pulls it away from Bill. She stood, holding the deadly serpent up and away from her.
From 30 yards away they hear the rifle crack. The bullet severs the snakes head perfectly. It then falls limp in her grip.

“ Way to go Deb! “ The boss yells out. “ Now go fry him up for us some lunch. “

“ Yes sir Boss. But Bills hurt!...He’s been bit twice! “

“ Shit! “ Some of the men load him up in the back of the Captain’s pickup. They cut his pants leg open. His leg was already swelling. The flesh was turning black. And he already was getting the chills.

“ Captain we need to call a doctor! “ One of the Bosses said.

“ I’m gonna take him to the prison hospital! “

“ That’s 2 hours away!...He ain’t gonna make it! “
Deb climbs up on the back of the truck.

“ Y’all pray with me! “ She said taking Bills hands in to hers. Some of the others comes in closer around there fallen inmate. Deb leads them all in prayer. The spirit comes over her. And she starts speaking in tongues. Others watch in disbelief of the gift Debs blessed with. Moments later the spirit passed. She takes Bill in to her arms, hugging him tightly.

“ I’ve don all I can brother. “ She then gently kissed him on the head.

“ Thank you Deb. I love you for that. “
He’s life then hangs in the balance. In and out of Consciousness. For the long, rough and agonizing ride. Once at the hospital things didn’t get better. No antivenin was available. His entire leg was sliced open, and looked as if it was going to rot off. They used leaches to suck the poisonous venom from his body.
For days he suffered, and hoped he would die. After the third day his fever broke. And he slowly started to get well.

Back at the worksite, Deb fried up that snake. Of course all the bosses got that, and the rest of them had the usual bread, water and slop.

“ Deb were you not scared of that snake? “ One of the others asked.

“ Kind of. That was the first time I ever picked one up, while not being in the spirit. “

“ Oh wow! So you do that in church? “

“ Every Sunday. “

After lunch it was then discovered that someone was missing. It was the idiot that ate the 50 eggs. Deb soon realizes that he’s usually the biggest trouble maker of the group. And they watch on as the bosses go crazy, cutting loose the hounds. And taking off after him. The state police were called in to assist with the search. Deb and the others were taken back to camp.
Later just before dark. The prisoner that kept up the dogs returned, carrying one of them.

“ Look Captain. He killed Old Blue! He ran him to death! “ He then sat down on the steps of the porch, holding that dog and just cried like a baby.
Rest of the week. Deb and the others just find themselves on a lockdown of sorts. Or just confined to the fenced in yard around the camp.

Friday evening as it got closer to dark. The Boss that Debs gotten so fond of comes to her so called cell door.

“ Come take a walk with me. “ He said softly. So the others would not hear him.
As they walk out across the yard and get away from the others.

“ My name is Clint. “ He says to her in a softer way of introducing himself.

“ I had a feeling that Boss wasn’t your given name. “ She then gave him an approving smile.

“ You want to get out of here? For a little while? “

“ Sure...You mean like a date or something?”

“ Yeah that’s it a date. But I’ll have to have you back by first light. Or they’ll think you ran off. “
He leads her to the Bosses building. And hands her a paper sack.

“ I got you some clothes. It’s just a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. And some flip flops. “
Deb looks in the sack. ” I hope they fit. You and my wife are about the same size. “

“ Your wife??? “ Deb says with a stressed tone in her voice.

“ I’m sorry I met my deceased wife. She’s no longer with us. “

“ Oh I’m sorry. “

“ It’s okay. I got you some shampoo, razors and some stuff in there to make you smell good. You can use our bathroom. I think you’ll find it a lot better, than the one you’ve been using. “

“ Oh wow!...Thank you. “ She walks towards the door.

“ Take your time. There’s no hurry. “ Clint said. As Deb makes her way in to the bathroom. She takes a very needed hot shower. And lathers up, with soap that actually smells good. She shaves her legs, pussy and pits for the first time in a week.
Once all clean and rinsed, she drys off. And finds a hair dryer in one of the cabinets. She blow drys and styles her long hair. Then got dressed. She sort of wished she had a bra. In case they were going out in public. But considering the circumstances it was okay. Over the course of the previous 2 weeks, she’d grown used to going without one. And it would only get in the way. For what she hoped would be a hot date with this attractive man.
She walks out of the bathroom. Where Clint was patiently waiting.

“ Oh my!...You are so beautiful! “ He says to her.

“ Thank you. “ She said shyly and smiling back at him.

“ Y’all have fun and be safe tonight. “ The Captain said from behind the open door of his office.
Deb almost jumped out of her skin. She had no idea, that she was leaving with his blessing. It was like having an official hall pass, from the big boss.

“ Clint make damn sure you have her back on time in the morning! “

“ Yes sir Captain I will. “
They walk outside and out to the parking area.

“ Oh my God! Is that your truck? “ She asks following along side Clint, as they approach an old 60’s model GMC pickup truck.

“ Yeah why? “ He noticed the excitement in her voice.

“ Its just like the one my husband had...It looks better though. And I’m sure it runs better. “ She walks up to it, looking at the chains that holds the tailgate closed. She steps up on the side step, and looks at the wooden bed in the back.
Clint opens the passenger side door for her. She climbed inside. Looking around at the truck, as he gets in.

“ It’s just like it! It’s got the same AM radio. Oh this brings back memories!...We went all the way to California in a truck like this! “

“ So you got a husband? “ Clint asks concerned.

“ I did. He died in the war over in Vietnam. “

“ I’m sorry. I was there to. Got drafted right out of high school to go to that shit hole! “
Clint cranked the truck.

“ It sounds like it runs good? “

“ It should. I bought it off an old man that just had it rotting away in his barn. I got the motor rebuilt. And spent a lot of money to restore it. And tried to keep it in its original form. “

“ I like it! Looks like you’ve done a good job with it. “

“ Thank you...I think I have. “
He drives her to a Waffle House to eat dinner. “ Im gonna get the #1. What would you like? “

“ I’ll have the same. Anything would be better than that slop I’ve been eating all week. “

“ We’ll have two #1’s “ Clint tells the cook.
They then find a quiet corner to sit and talk.

“ Would you mind telling me, where we’re at? I started out at the Federal building in Little Rock. They took my clothes and everything from me. And put me in one prison then another. And they brought me here in the back of a van, where I couldn’t see out. “

“ Your in Slutsville Louisiana. “

“ Oh wow! I knew I had to be close to home. This place just had that Mississippi look and feel to it. “

“ So your from Mississippi?...What part? “

“ I’m from Whoresville. “

“ I know where that’s at! “

“ You do??? “

“ Yeah. A long time ago, probably when I first got out of the war. I was hauling a load of scrap through there. I went over an old skinny rusty bridge. “

“ I know exactly where that’s at. “

“ Then I went over some rough railroad tracks. “

“ Yep I know that spot well. “

“ And the universal joint broke and I was stranded. An old black man came along in a tow truck, said he had a service station. But he was closed. “

“ That was Pop! He was my mechanic for years. “

“ He towed my truck in. And gave me a ride to this old run down motel. And next door was this old beer joint. And it had this big yellow rubber duck lit up in neon lights. “

“ That’s the Fuzzy Duck Club. That’s where I hang out! “

“ That place is still there?...That place wasn’t but a wide place in the road. “

“ Oh yeah. All that’s still there. And a lot more. We got a big town over there now. “

“ The next morning. The old man fixed my truck. And come to the motel and gave me a ride back to his service station. He was real nice. “

“ That’s how Pop was. He alway tried to help people the best he could. “

“ So tell me about this trouble your in? You don’t seem like the kind that would be in trouble with the law? “

“ Well Its probably a long story. But I grew up on a farm outside Whoresville. And moved to California. And had my girls. And when my husband died. My sister in law, and her family talked me in to coming back here.
She found me my house that I got. And she helped me get in the real estate business. I was doing okay with it, and started my own business. And met these guys that got me in to the commercial side of it. And introduced me to some other people from Little Rock. And I invested in this White Water deal. And lost my ass in that one. Then the hurricane hit and I invested in helping to rebuild the gulf coast and things just took off.
I took what I learned there, and started to help build Whoresville up. And acquired some rental properties called the bottoms. The place wasn’t worth fixing up. The old guy I bought it off of, was almost willing to pay me to take it off his hands. Any way I got it. I assumed everyone there would move off of it eventually. But they didn’t. My daughter is on my ass about kicking everybody out of it. And let her develop it. “

Deb sighs. And takes a drink of her Coke.

“ I also got appointed as mayor. Then I ran and got unanimously elected. And now I’m running again. And they’ve got this neighborhood coalition against me.
Then this blue dress story broke. And I’m tied to that some how, and the White Water thing has come back up. And I’m the ring leader of that one. This is all in the news. Have you not heard about any of it? “

“ No I never watch the news. But I’m fascinated with your story. So all this is revolving around politics? “

“ Yeah I guess. I mean God has blessed me with a good life. Until a month or so back. And it’s been pure Hell ever since. “

 

[Mikey22]

“ So Clint Tell me about yourself? How long have you been a boss at a prison camp? “

“ Long time. When I come back from the war. I married my high school sweetheart. And of course she got knocked up real quick like. I was just bouncing from one dead end job to another. And they told me at the post office they had an opening at the prison camp. So I went to check it out. And they hired me on the spot, since I had that army experience and all. I always thought I’d move up, or find something better. But nothing ever panned out. So I’m still there. It’s just a job I suppose.”

“ So have you ever had to shoot anybody? “

“ Just a few. You know when a man comes to a place like this. He’s usually at the end of his rope. And he’s either going to do one of two things. He’s either going to get his mind right. And do the right things, and leave this place better than he came. Or he’s gonna go out in a box. “
He then stops and fired up him a smoke.

“ So what’s going to happen to the one that ran off? “

“ Well I guarantee you. That there gonna catch him. And there gonna make him real sorry he did that. I’m sure of that. “

“ What happened to your wife? “

“ She got hit head on by a drunk driver. Killed her instantly. “

“ Oh that’s awful! And your kids? “

“ I got a son. He got married and moved off years ago. “
He reaches across the table for Debs hand.
“ I’m all alone now. I live a simple and private life. And I’m just looking for the right woman to share it with. “

Deb has butterflies in her stomach. This man seems perfect for her. And she hopes she’s the right woman to make a man like this happy. Cause she sure liked what she saw and was hearing from him so far.

 

[Mikey22]

“ You ready to get out of here? “ Clint asks her nothing the time. It unfortunately was flying by.

“ Sure lets go. “
Like a perfect gentleman. Clint walks her to the truck and opens and closes her door for her.
As they drive along.

“ So what do you do for fun? “ Deb asks him curiously.

“ I hunt and fish a little. I got a shed full of old dirt bikes and three wheelers. Me and my wife and son used to ride a lot. “

“ Oh my daughter and son and law would love you. They used to do that kind of stuff all the time. What about wrestling? You like wrestling? “

“ I did until Vince Mc. Mann Fucked it all up. I don’t watch it much any more. “
Debs hart just melted. He had the same attitude that he did.
They turned on to a dirt road and went way out in to the sticks. And pulled up to an old trailer.

“ Here we are. Home sweet home. I know it ain’t much. But it is paid for. “

“ I love it!..It’s so private. “

“ The nearest neighbor is two miles away. “

“ That’s perfect. “ He gets out, and opens her door again. And walks her inside. She couldn’t help but notice his old stereo and record collection.

“ You got records? “

“ Yeah “
Deb starts going through them. There was BJ Thomas, The Eagles, Kenny Rogers, and George Jones. and many others that Deb loved.

“ We like the same kind of music! Put this one on. “ She hands him an Eagles record. He smiles and takes it from her. And puts it on the turn table and starts it.
They find themselves on the couch together, kissing passionately. He wastes no time undressing her, and caressing her body. And she goes for his cock, freeing it from his pants.

“ I love your cock! “ She says to him, as she gently stroked it.

“ You do? “

“ Yeah. It’s not to big. Or to small. It’s just right. “ She then goes down on him, sucking him down to his balls.

“ You know your only the second woman in my life that’s ever said that to me. “
She looks straight up in to his eyes as she sucks him.
His cock is rock hard, when she comes up for air. He then gets up from the couch, and turns the volume up on the old Sony stereo. So they could hear it from the bedroom. He then playfully picks her up, and carries her to his queen sized bed.
She’s gently laid down. And he positioned himself for the initial penetration. His cock just melts in to her hot wet pussy. He gently fucks her. It wasn’t the hard banging kind of sex that she often encounters with other men. It was better. It was more like they were making love with one another. Just as Peaceful easy feeling plays in the background. Deb throws her arms around him, and moans loudly. As she hangs on. Not wanting the moment to ever end. She feels him fuck her harder. She tightened her pussy around his cock and times herself to come just as he does. The feeling of him letting his load go, just feels awesome. His cock goes soft and slips out. They lay together and kiss more. She falls asleep on to his chest.
And in no time the alarm was going off.

“ Shit! “ It was 3:30 in the morning.

“ Got to go Babe. I’ve got to get you back. “
They take a quick shower together. And Deb sucks him off again.
So bad she didn’t want this to end. But reality was what it was. There was no way to avoid it. Clint gets himself a shave while Deb gets dressed.
They were then on there way back to the camp.

“ I’m off today and tomorrow. The weekends are usually pretty laid back. So take advantage of it and rest up. We’ll be back to work again on Monday. “

Once back at the camp. He takes Deb back inside, and she changed back in to her striped prison clothes.

“ Clint I really loved our time together. I hope we can do it again. “

“ I hope so to Deb. “
He walks her back to her room. She then reaches to hug and kiss him once more. He then stops her.

“ No!...We can’t do that here! We can’t take a chance on anybody seeing us. And don’t forget call me Boss not Clint. “

“ Yes sir Boss. “ She then watched him walk away, and back out to go home. She then lays down on to her old mattress and waited for the morning count, and the usual morning slop for breakfast.
The morning was quite uneventful. She just strolled around the fenced in yard, wishing so bad she was with Clint. She also wondered about what Misty and Crystal were doing. She hadn’t had any contact with them, since her so called arrest had occurred. It was as if someone was purposely keeping them from having any contact with her. She’d been moved around so much. It was impossible to establish any way to mail letters back and forth. She’d also not been allowed to call home either.

After lunch a state trooper car showed up. And out of the back seat the one that ran off days before had been brought back.
With his hands cuffed and two sets of chains on his ankles. The Captain goes out to meet them. The prisoner was brought in where the rest of them was. And the Captain gave this memorable iconic speech. That went something like.

“ What we got here. Is a failure to communicate!...Some men you just can’t reach!...so we got what we had here last week! Which is the way he wants it!...He gets it!...I don’t like it any more than you do! “

“ Captain when are you gonna stop being so good to me? “ The dumb ass asks.

“ Don’t you ever talk to me like that! “ The Captain yells at him.
He’s then knocked to the ground and is viciously whipped with a leather strap.
After which another Boss drug him out to a dirt yard. He used a shovel to trace an outline in the dirt.

“ This right here is my ditch! And that’s your dirt in my ditch! Get it out! “ He then through the shovel down on to the ground. “ Get to work! “

And everyone watched this man as he dug this grave sized pit in the yard.

Hours later. Boss #2 goes out to him.

“ Boy!...Just what in the God Damn Hell are you doing? “

“ I’m getting my dirt out of Bosses ditch sir! “

“ Yeah but your putting your dirt in my yard! Fill that ditch back up! “

“ Yes sir! “
When the ditch was almost filled up. Boss #1 returns.

“ What are you doing now? “

“ I don’t know sir! “

“ I told you to get your dirt out of my ditch!...Now your gonna get your mind right! Get to digging! “
And late in to the night he continues. Through a thunderstorm and everything.
Hours later Deb hears a commotion. she looks outside to see those Bosses whipping and kicking the shit out of that man. He’s then pushed off in to that muddy pit.

“ Please don’t whip me no more Boss! “ He was crying and begging for his life.

“ You got your mind right? “

“ Yes sir Boss!...I got my mind right! “

“ Get up out of that ditch! Lets go! “

Deb laid back down, hoping the worse was over for this poor man. He was obviously finally broke.
But another commotion broke out on the other side of the wall from her.
She finds a hole in the wall that she could peep through. And she saw every man with his drawers dropped. And that man was on his knees.

“ Earlier this week you ate 50 eggs. Now your gonna suck 50 cocks!...Get to it! “

“ Oh my God! “ Deb says watching this man as he sucked each man off.

“ Clint said there’d make him pay! But I had no idea it would be like this! “
After the humiliating task was done. He was drug outside and locked inside that little box, where he’d spend the rest of the night and the next day.

Sunday

Deb and the other prisoners have church outside under the shade of an oak tree. Many were intrigued with the depth of her faith, earlier in the last week. They all got word that Bill would live. And all wondered if it was her praying over him, that saved his life. The spirit was strong with her that day. As she anointed several of the others with the power of the Holy Ghost.

She spent the rest of the day relaxing, and thinking about Clint. So bad she wanted to see him again.
She turned in early to rest up and prepare herself for whatever the agonizing laborious task, she’d be given to do the next day.

Monday morning.

They all line up for the morning count.
She sees Clint coming from the Bosses building. He’s walking toward her. But the look on his face told her, that something was dreadfully wrong.

“ Deb fall out of line!...Come with me! “
She walks along beside him. He points to an old Ford LTD. parked outside the gate. With 2 Federal agents waiting.

“ There here to get you. “

“ But Clint I don’t! “

“ Shhhhhh!....Call me Boss! “ He says cutting her off.
Inside she’s given the orange jumpsuit she had arrived in.

“ Go change your clothes! “
Deb goes in to the bathroom and gets changed. She comes out with tears in her eyes.

“ I got to cuff you now! “ Clint puts the handcuffs on her wrists. He then knelt down and shackled her ankles. He then walked her outside, where the Feds were waiting. Along with the Captain.
By then Deb was crying her eyes out.
She was helped in to the backseat of the car. As they drove her away. She turned and waved to Clint.

“ I love you! “ She said hoping he could read her lips.
The car soon disappeared around the curve.

“ You know Clint. We both have worked heat a long time. How many times have we ever seen anybody cry when they were leaving? “

“ Never sir. That is until today. “ Clint turns away from his Boss and wiped the tears from his eyes.

“ Son I hope you find her again someday. I can tell you liked her. “The Captain Said.

“ I didn’t just like her...I loved her!...I hope I see her again to. “

 

[Mikey22]

Debs again taken to another prison. Stripped down and probed again. Along with being sprayed down for lice and showered again. Once dressed in another prison jumpsuit. She’s put through more interrogations. More questions about the little blue dress scandal. And White Water. And a lot more about her taxes and finances.

“ What’s all these Swiss bank accounts about?...And all this cash going to South America about??? “

“ That ain’t mine!!! “

“ It all came from your basement! “

“ Hell No!...You didn’t get this shit from my basement!...You got me mixed up with somebody else! “

They continue to turn up the heat on Deb. And try to coerce her in to signing a confession that would put her away for the rest of her life.

“ Look I’m just a small town realtor. I had nothing to do with any of this! “

“ Oh no Mrs. Jones. There’s nothing small town about you. This is big right here!...Your in deep shit. And until you start talking. Your not going to dig out of it! “

“ I want my lawyer!...And I want my phone call! “

“ Get her out of here! “
She’s then thrown in to solitary confinement.

Meanwhile back at home.

Crystal comes in to the office. She drops that tactical book on to Misty’s desk.

“ Here’s that book I was talking about. The author said he could organize Hell. And that’s probably where he’s at. Cause he’s been dead for years...I’m just giving you this for a reference. Don’t take any of it literally. Cause remember I’m running a clean campaign here. “

“ Well you better start doing something different! “
Misty was scanning through a Wall Street Journal.
“ Moms really down in the polls bad! “ She turns to the opinion page.
“ Kimberly Strassel has half a page of reasons why Mom should drop out. She’s really making the party look bad. And Kimberly Strassel is a smart lady that knows what she’s talking about. Maybe you should take her advice? “

“ Who’s side are you on here? “

“ I’m on our side! “

“ Than act like it!...And quit reading polls! Polls don’t mean shit! And since when did you start reading the Wall Street Journal anyway? “

The girls continue to find ways to raise campaign money.
They hold a car wash the following Saturday at there moms first strip mall, she’d opened years before. A big line of cars waited to watch Crystal, Misty and there other girlfriends all in bikinis. Wash cars. It was definitely probably there best productive day. As far as taking in money goes.

They then followed up by holding a bake sell. Then an auction. Where they auctioned off several of there mothers blue dresses. But all the money they took in was just peanuts compared to the political machine that raged against them. Taking in millions from big money donors and super pacts.

Crystal then got a little positive press. As the local scout groups endorsed her. It didn’t bring them any money. But it was nice to know somebody liked them. But after all. They to had a beef with the political machine also.
The dumpster fire also continues on a daily basis. As more and more hate mail rolls in.

 

[Mikey22]

Crystal gets contacted by the press. She finds out they want to host a debate between her and her moms opponent. Cynthia Jackson. On one of the Sunday morning political shows.
This really did not set well with her. She knew she had to do it. But she’d much rather have a one on one, sit down interview. On the set of Fire Line. With a truly intellectual type. Like William Buckley Jr. where she could have a positive and uplifting conversation. A type of show that’s dead and on the ash heap of history. And is replaced by the gotcha questions, slander, deceit. And gutter politics that hit below the belt. And become very personal.
Yes it will go in to the toilet real quick.

She was a nervous wreck, anticipating this. When she told Misty about it. Of course she gets excited. She grabbed up some of the cash from the donations they had received.

“ Let’s go!...If you’re gonna be on Tv. You need a new look!...And I’m not taking no for an answer! “

Misty drives her to the beauty parlor. That her mom used. Where Cindy who was her moms favorite hair dresser worked.

“ Hey girls. I haven’t see y’all in here for ever! What can I do for you? “
Misty gives Crystal a little push.

“ Crystal needs a new do!...Make her blonde.”

“ But I don’t want to be a blonde! “

“ Yeah you do!...Blonde is sexy as Hell! And if your going to be on Tv. You got to look sexy! “

“ Okay I can do that. What else would you like? “ Cindy asks.

“ Give her one of Moms do’s. “

“ Which one? Mom do # 1 ? Or Mom do #2? You know your mother. She don’t change much. “ Cindy says.

“ Oh my!...Decisions...Decisions....What’s the differences? “

“ #1 Is the Ferrara look of the 70’s. “

“ No!...No!...I like my hair just the way it is! “Crystal complains.

“ And #2? “ Misty asks.

“ Big 80’s perm. “

“ Hell no! You ain’t perming my hair! That look was bad! “

“ Give her the #1! “ Misty demands.

“ I thought you said I needed a new do!...Ain’t nothing new about that! Your gonna make me look like I did in elementary school! “

“ Shut up! I’m running the show now! And do something with her fingers and toes. They look hideous! “

“ Ain’t nobody going to see my toes! “

“ It’s part of the process. Just sit back and enjoy it! “
Misty proceeds to sit down and wait. While her sister gets transformed to look like a strikingly close version of a younger Deb.

“ So have you got to talk to your mother yet?”

“ No we ain’t heard anything from her yet! “

“ I’d be getting some lawyers involved in this. That shit ain’t right! What there doing to her!”

“ We would if they didn’t freeze up all of her assets. We can’t do anything. Without money you know? “

“ Oh that sucks! I’ll tell you what....Everything I do today is on the house. But don’t tell anybody. I don’t want people coming in wanting a freebie you know? “

“ Cool! Thank you!..We need to save money where ever we can. “

An hour and a half. Crystal was done and looking good.

“ Bye girls. And tell your mom hi. When you talk to her. “

“ We will...And thanks. “
Out the door and back in the car.

“ Now we got to go dress shopping. “

“ I was thinking about a blue dress. “ Crystal said.

“ No! There’s to much negativity surrounding the blue dress look right now. You need something that will really pop on Tv. “

They make there way in to a local clothing store.

“ Here’s one. “ Misty takes off a red dress off the rack. “ It’s short enough to show off your sexy legs. But not short enough to look trashy. And it’s low cut enough to show off your tits...And besides I got a pair of red pumps it will match perfectly. “

“ Your going to make me look like a slut? “

“ No! Your gonna look sexy! I guarantee you. There’s going to be men all over the country, who will be jerking off, while watching you on Tv. “

“ Oh stop that! Men don’t do that! “

“ The Hell they don’t!...I just caught Mikey the other day. Jerking off to that hot girl on the weather channel! “

“ Which one? “

“ I don’t know!...But he was really getting in to it. He shot and wasted a big load that I could have got. “

“ That’s disgusting! He’s a real pervert! I don’t know how you put up with that crap! “

“ I guarantee you that Tim does the same thing! “

“ He does not!...Why would he do that, when he’s got me? “

“ Well Mikey has got me. And he’s doing it. What are you trying to say? “

“ Um...Mmm...Um! “

“ Just go try on the damn dress! “
Crystal disappears in to the dressing room. And soon comes out.

“ Oh yeah! I like it! You got moms hair, you got a sexy red dress. When I do your makeup for you, Sunday morning. Your gonna look Hot girl! “

Crystal knew her sister was right. Misty for sure knew how to dress up, especially when it came to teasing or taunting a man. And now she was like trying to live her own life. Through her sisters opportunity.

But Crystals looks did not bother her near as much as the fear of the mud slinging, that she knew was going to come. Cynthia Jackson was not a bitch to be taken lightly. She was truly vicious. And she’d really done her homework on Deb. She was going to be prepared. And was definitely a seasoned activist type. And that was something Crystal was not.

 

[phonehome]

FYI

It was called Firing Line

It was on the air on PBS until 1999

 

[Mikey22]

FYI

It was called Firing Line

It was on the air on PBS until 1999

Yeah I know I caught it after I posted it.