by cmccoyr2 » Mon Jun 06, 2022 7:43 pm
6.
"I'm Marcy no Mar" she replied. "I have no idea why I'm here."
"You be snowflake to me" the big black lady said. She continued "I be called Big Mama, and these be my Home Girls Shasta and Chantel. You such a pretty little white girl just like a snowflake."
Big Mama like her name was big. Easily over 300 lbs. she had rolls of fat, huge tits, a big butt, and at least a triple chin. Shasta and Chantel were petite compared to Big Mama though each of them were at least 250 lbs.
Big Mama looked at Snowflake and said "girl for sure you don't look like you belong here."
Suddenly a voice came over the intercom and said "Fields step out of the door."
Mar thought "finally I'll get this shit cleared up."
As the cell door closed Big Mama turned to her girls and said, "that little white girl be making a fine Ho. The brothas pay good bucks to tap that ass. Ifs she be staying you bitches be nice to her liken she be a baby sista. I be having her ghetto in no time."
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Mar stepped out of the cell and was cuffed and shackled. She was led over to an interview room where a large black man was waiting for her. The guard took her inside and had her sit down. He then attached her cuffs to the interview table.
"Ms. Fields I'm Detective Johnson.I want to talk to you about the drugs you smuggled into the jail."
Mar quickly denied doing that saying "I've never used drugs."
Johnson replied "Ms. Fields the meth you had on you tells a different story. Who were you giving it to in here? If you tell the truth now things will go easier on you." He continued, "At the moment I'm going to charge you with possession, smuggling contraband into a jail, and intention to distribute. You're looking at least at 15 years if not more. The fact that you are a convicted prostitute could add another few years."
Marcy was dumbfounded. Drugs, prostitution she did neither. She said, "do I need a lawyer?"
Johnson answered "If you want a lawyer I'll call one, but I can't help you get out of this mess."
Marcy made a fateful decision at that moment which would change the course of her life. She believed that law enforcement always told the truth. She asked Johnson, "what can you do for me?"
Johnson said, "I'll talk to the DA about probation with drug treatment. What I need you to do is write a statement about your drug use and how long you've been hooking. Please include your street name. Just a hint the longer you've been doing this makes you look more sympathetic."
So Marcy thinking Johnson was on her side concocted a story about years of drug use which led to her leaving school, and at the same time becoming a prostitute.
Johnson asked "I need your street name."
At a loss Marcy said the first thing which came into her head, "I be called Snowflake."