Yester Thug

ONE WEEK LATER-

With his conviction tossed out and a third trial ordered for him, Inmate Michael Frisby was transferred from Stanga Prison back to the Men's Jail here in Philadelphia.. This was his first time in Philadelphia in 13 years....It smelled like home.

The Bus pulled up in front of the holding facility and two beefy Sherrif's deputies escorted him out..

He was handcuffed and chained...

He saw a familliar face in the welcoming committee....

"Well if it aint Bull Bailey, former Homicide Detective...The one who busted me...I didn't expect to see you again....What they got you doin...checking inmates into the jail....wow!  I heard at one time you was a Federal Investigator.....Guess when they found out you placed evidence at the scene of the crime they had to fire you, but they did you a solid...They didn't send you up....Cause a lot of people couldn't wait to see you....I was on death row with that guy you framed...unfortunately...he did some more dirt and he's still there...ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"moaned Michael Frisby... Bull Bailey had hit him hard in the stomach, doubling him over  and knocking him to the ground...

"GOT ANYTHING ELSE TO SAY CONVICT?" snarled Bull Bailey..

"It's a good thing I'm handcuffed and chained... If I wasn't ,you wouldn't be so loose with them hands...UGHHHHHHHHHHH!" he moaned..

Bull Bailey had socked him in his jaw this time..

"Hey Bull, cool it man!" said one of the white sherrif's deputies, laughing..

"Okay laughing boy, on your feet." said the deputy..

"GOT ANY MORE TO SAY THUG?" asked Bull Bailey...

 "You better hope I don't get out....I'm gonna come by here and wait until you get off , then we'll see how loose you are with those hands..."said Michael Frisby.

Bull Bailey went to hit him again, but this time he used his chains to block his punch and wrap him up and slam the much older detective against the wall, knocking the wind out of him...

"OOOOOOOUF!" moaned Bull Bailey.

The Sherriff's deputies hit Michael with a sap, knocking him unconscious..

"ALRIGHT, THAT'S ENOUGH.....GET HIM TO HIS CELL! YOU ALRIGHT BULL?" asked one of the deputies..

"Yeah...I'm alright...Get that piece of trash out of my sight... I wonder what bleeding heart lawyer is gonna rep him?" he mused..

Miles away at our house..

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!! UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM GIVE IT TO ME , GIVE IT TO ME STRONGGGGGG!!! OHHHH MY GODDDDDDDD!" Natalie moaned as I plowed into her doggie style... She was used to me ambushing her in the bathroom some mornings...Today was no different...

I lifted her up and plunged into her....

"OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GODDDDDDDD DAVIDDDDD, OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"she moaned..

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW LAWWWWWWD!" I moaned as we continued to make love...

Natalie had an intense orgasm....Her head turned from side to side...her body trembled..

"DAVID.....I'M...I'M LOSING MY MINDDDDD!" she said.

"NATALIE....SO AM I....OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU THIS IS SO DAMNNN GOOD!" I exclaimed.

I placed her on the sink area and spread her legs....She put her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately...

"DAVID!!! I'VE NEVER LOVED ANYBODY LIKE I LOVE YOU!" she said in between soft, slow kisses...

"I'VE NEVER LOVED ANYBODY LIKE I LOVE YOU NAT...WOWWWWW!" I said.

We continued kissing and I continued plowing into her until I began to cum and cum hard...

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU...UMMMMMMMMMM!" I moaned, my body shaking..

As if on cue..Natalie's body began trembling....

She lie on my shoulders...trying to catch her breath...

"Come on,let's get in the shower...WOWWWW!  You ought to bottle that thing up and sell it...OUUUUUUU MYYY GOOODNESSS" she said...still out of breath...

We took a nice hot, soapy shower together...... We didn't carry on like this everyday...but when we did, it was magical...

A Little while Later, Sean and Brooke were standing outside waiting for us..

"I got the Oil changed and she's got a full tank of gas..." he explained..

"Thank you baby.."said his wife, Brooke..

They kissed passionately by the car...

"Hey guys!" said Natalie as she and I exited our house next door..

"Hey Sean, Brookie." I said. We got in the car..

Brooke waved and blew a kiss to her husband Sean,

"Bye Baby." she said..

As we pulled off , headed to the new Men's Prison to see Mike Frisby, a man my wife hadn't seen in over 20 years....

I stared at her, I wondered what she was thinking..

She was strangely silent our entire ride to the prison..

II-

We pulled up in front of the Men's prison and parked the car...

We got out of the car and walked into the reception area..

I walked in first...

Then Natalie..

"Oh Look Brooke, your boyfriend is working here now...We can't get away from him." she laughed.

"Oh Please!" said Brooke..

Bull Bailey was there indeed ,waiting to check us....

"You know...If I was a betting man...I'd of bet that Olivia Bennett Alexander and that crew would be taking this case..

This is the type of case that is tailor made for them...or their equally annoying friends...Yvette Jones-Lockwood, and those four snot nosed kid attorneys and their Asian cutie pie investigator..

They like to take lost causes, long ago closed cases and bring them to the forefront....but not you Brooke.. You were a seasoned prosecutor....You and me, we put scum like this away....Now look at you ,teamed up with our enemies......"said Bull Bailey...

"Enemies Bull? What world do you live in? They didn't try to sell me down the river, make me plead guilty to something I was innocent of and risk disbarment and imprisonment...They didn't do that...In Fact they helped me...Saved me from that fate.....They aren't my enemies Bull..."said Brooke softly...

"It seems to me, People like you and Artie Tragg are the enemies..."said Natalie..

"It SEEMS TO ME, YOU SHOULD SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO....." he snarled at Natalie, who smiled...

"Such a Petty, Bitter Litte Pathetic Mannnnn." she said defiantly....

He ignored her and turned to Brooke.. "Brooke, Baby, we need to meet, have some drinks, some quiet conversation some time." he said almost pleadingly...

"You know I told you no to that ten years ago....and now I'll tell you, I don't want to meet with you, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to drink with you...I don't want anything to do with you ever again." she said.

He stood there looking wounded.....

I took Natalie by the hand, Brooke followed us as we entered the prison and were led by another guard to the visiting room.

We sat in a small, but clean and well lit visiting room...

Michael Frisby walked in... He was muscular...Six feet even...clean shaven and surprisingly with a neat , fresh cut....He was trying his best not to look like an inmate..

He saw my wife, Natalie and he broke into a big smile..

"NATALIE!!! OH MY GOD!!! YOU ARE GORGEOUS....YOU FILLED OUT SOME...YOU WERE ALWAYS CUTE, BUT GOTDAMN....YOU ARE FINE AS HELL NOW!" he said...He was still handcuffed and chained, so he couldn't embrace her...

"Mikey....It has been awhile..."said Natalie...She looked at him, He Had a black eye and his left cheek was swollen a little...He had a bandage on his forehead...

"WHAT HAPPPENED TO YOU?" she asked.

"That Guard, William "Bull" Bailey roughed me up...He's a coward ,It's easy to beat up a man who is handcuffed and chained." he said.

"Bull Bailey disgusts me..He's A Bully and A Liar..He's not an honorable man." said Brooke.

"I know you...You used to be a Prosecutor.. Bull Bailey tried to throw you under the bus...Him and Fuentes....You wouldn't fold ,you fought back...and He got fired from his cushy job and he's here now, checking people in...You're my hero girrrrrl!" said Micheal, smiling...

"I'm Brooke Marks....I'm amazed that you've kept up with everything."said Brook smiling...

"A Guard who was pretty cool gave me a laptop....when I was on death row....I used it to google laws to help with my case and to keep up with the news....That and Books and Magazines was all I had... On the row, you're locked up 23 hours a day....No one to talk to... You get one hour to shower or work out,,,,That Laptop, Magazines and Books was the only thing that kept me sane all these years...After my conviction got tossed , They sent me to Stanga...Where I was in general population, I got to talk to other people...I got to move around...I went swimming,played basketball, played Chess and Checkers with the other inmates and a guard let me use his phone occassionally...That's how I found you Natalie." he said.

He stared at me...

"David Charles eh? You must be Natalie's husband right?" he said and smiled.

"That's Right?" I said.

''Where you from man? Where did you grow up?" he asked me..

"North Philadelphia...Venango Street..."I said. "I went to Simon Gratz and then Temple for Undergrad and Law School." I said.,

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, Okayyyyy!!! Did you know a guy named Brian Lyons?" he asked me..

I smiled..."Everybody knew "Tender Lion, the one who keeps the ladies crying and the panties flying...." I said...

Brooke and Natalie frowned and looked at each other, then giggled.

"That's My Cousin....Heh heh...You alright mannnnnnn, Natalie, you married an alright guy..."laughed Micheál...

"I'm so glad you approve...." said Natalie, smiling.....

"Same Ole Natalie....Heh heh heh....Thank you for coming...I like you guys..." laughed Michael.

Natalie smiled...She saw how the years behind bars had somehow changed Michael...He spoke well, He had educated himself...Had gotten his GED, Had taken a few college courses...and had read and kept up with current events..He had matured over the years...It Looked and sounded good on him.

We told him we'd be back in two days with food... He smiled at that..... We left.....

We got in the car and pulled off..

Unaware that Bull Bailey sat in a car, watching us and slowly following us.....

III-

It was a Wednesday Night...but we all went home and got on Olivia's two buses and headed to a trendy new restaurant.... Donnie Ray had discovered it and had emailed and texted everyone of us asking if we wouldn't mind dinner here tonight...

Weird for a Wednesday, but we all agreed.

Donnie Ray, Olivia, Beverly, Nelson, Josie, Paris, Bresha, Tony, Alfreda and Rockland... all entered the restaurant...

Unaware that they were all being photographed by the totally unhinged William "Bull" Bailey...

He hated them the most...They defended Brooke and successfully proved her innocent and him guilty...leading to hm losing his job and nearly going to prison...Even ADA Rockland Cambridge was part of their family by being married to Beverly's mother.

He was snapping photos of Yvette Jones-Lockwood, an attorney who had successfully gotten two people off he had arrested and was certain was guilty....Her Husband, Gary Lockwood, now an investigator for the D.A.'s office.. He remembered when Gary was a beat cop ,riding around in a squad car...He became a Detective, then a Sgt and then Lieutenant....first in Robbery-Homicide ,then in IAD...he didn't like him...He had brought him and some of his men before a review board two times...

He didn't have anything personal against Attorneys Keith Jones, his wife ,Beatrice Jones, Sofia Garcia-Ahmed or her husband,Kahlil Ahmed...but they worked for Yvette...and they were "THE ENEMY" as far as he was concerned.. He thought her Asian Investigator ,Jade was cute...She was married to Danny Ho...a Lieutenant in Robbery-Homicide.. He remembered him too when he was a uniformed officer...Now a Lieutenant...He had nothing against him personally.

He remembered Virginia Shaw-now married to Judge Jetty Dukes... She had sent the former Deputy of Operations...a man he respected and loved to prison for corruption...The man couldn't take the thought of being locked up and he committed suicide..He was incensed that she had caused this to happen and even more incensed that after 7 years...She was paroled and though disbarred, given a cushy job and cushy title- Office Manager/Consultant at a major law firm, Yvette's firm and had captured the heart and another part of Judge Jetty Dukes's anatomy and managed to get married....

He was livid and he wondered why they were all meeting at this trendy new restaurant on a rainy night in the middle of the week...They must be having some kind of secret meeting, he gathered.

He recognized some of the others crowing in... Kayla Bennett-St. Jacques, Olivia's cousin, also an attorney and her husband, Ray, an attorney as well, Jasmine Jenkins, Now Coley...She used to be an ADA...He had liked her...He didn't like her husband, Dabnis Coley, who had sued the Police Department and the city twice...winning large settlements for his clients. Jessica Sanchez-Burrows and her husband, Charles Burrows, two bleeding heart liberal attorneys who were always reopening long closed cases...He despised them. He didn't know the last two attorneys, Zoey and Lem who walked in, but he had seen them with these people several times...

The most heartbreaking for him was seeing Brooke and her husband, Sean Marks, a man he didn't know...in each other's arms... He knew Sean Marks was a U.S. Attorney, a Federal Public Defender..but that was all..

Seeing them kissing in the doorway was driving him berserk...

That should be him kissing Brooke, he reasoned..

Lt. Tragg told him that Natalie ,who was coming in with me..had introduced those two and got them together...Giving him one more reason to hate Natalie..

Once again, Lt. Tragg didn't know what he was talking about... Brooke had met ,married and divorced Sean before she even met Natalie...Natalie didn't meet him until the both of them were working together in the Public Defender's Office. even though divorced...He still dropped by and took Brooke to lunch...He still had a thing for her.  

Bull Bailey didn't like that Brooke's best friend was Black and her husband was Black and practically all of her associates now were Black or people of Color.The Enemy as far as he was concerned..

We weren't having  any secret meeting...What we were doing was enjoying a great meal.

Hours later we were all home...

Bull Bailey, unknown to us was still snapping photos of us...Outside of Brooke and Sean's house...Their curtains weren't drawn and he had a clear view.

"Ummmmmmmmm did you enjoy your food baby?" asked Brooke..

"Yeah, but not as much as I enjoy you..." laughed Sean...

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM, Heh heh heh...That goes without saying.." Brooke laughed as they kissed passionately....Sean unhooked her bra..

and slid her panties down....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...WOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!" she moaned, 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..>AWWWWWWWWW SWEET BABY!" he moaned..rubbing her butt.

It was all Bull Bailey could take..

He got in his car and pulled off.....Heartbroken....

IV-

FRIDAY MORNING!

We were back at the Men's Prison and as we promised...We had food for our client...

Bull Bailey was once again there...but this time there was no back and forth or banter...We submitted to a search and then we walked on the the visitor room... Bull Bailey was still stung from seeing Brooke and her Black Husband, kissing through the window.

Mike Frisby walked into the room and his eyes got as big as saucers....

"OH MY GOD!!!! Natalie...You remembered....Just like my mama used to make on Sunday." he said with tears in his eyes..

Natalie took out plates for each of us and plastic knives and forks and the four of us sat down to eat....

"Yup...All your favorites...Welcome Home Mikey."said Natalie.

Smoked Turkey Wings...

Hot Cornbread///

Cornbread Stuffing...

Candied Yams......

Collard and Mustard Greens..

And Ice tea....

"Courtesy of Mabel Jenkins's Soul Food Joint..." I said with a smile..

"Lawwd Jesus...Thank You....Hey girl, you tearing into this food like you know what this is about." he jokingly said to Brooke, who he was quite fond of...

"My Husband is Black...I eat like this all the time."said Brooke.

"YEAH? Wowwwww....I knew it was something about you I liked." said Michael, laughing hardy as we all devoured the food.

Between the four of us...We didn't leave anything to save...We ate it all...

After we are , Natalie threw case files on the desk.....

"We have to start talking about a defense for you....We've got to find Justin Pruit, who admitted killing "Beautiful Barry" He was talking about recanting his statement..."said Natalie.

"He's unreliable...He recanted his statement once, then he flipped and said that he was intimidated into recanting by other inmates...Inmates he never named...He's a liar and you can't trust anything he says...He's in Stanga Prison in Protective Custody where nobody can get to him...A number of inmates want to stick a shiv in his back on any given day...He's a known snitch... You can talk to him...for what good it will do."said Jonathan.

"He says you paid him 10G's to kill Beautiful Barry...Was any money ever exchanged between you two?" I asked.

"Hell No.....I didn't have 10G's....I had just gotten out of prison the summer before...This was my first straight job....I wasn't in the Drug game anymore...I was managing Beautiful Barry's Motel....I didn't have $5000.00 in the bank, let alone $10,000.00.... I had no beef with Barry......Look Barry was a Pimp..Those girls that stayed in his motel were his girls....They took their johns there...Some of their Johns were in the game and they would slip me $100.00 dollars extra here and there to be a look out, but that's as far as it went...I had my take home pay and a little extra, but never that kind of dough..I didn't even have a bank account back then... I cashed my check at a check counting place like most people I knew and kept it in a bag under my bed at my mother's house....The rest, I kept in a money clip on me.... I didn't pay him no money....He and Beautiful Barry had beef because Barry was planning to let him go...He came to work late, high, hassled some of the girls for sex....Barry was about to fire him.

Then Barry turned up dead, with his head bashed in and money stolen... It wasn't hard to catch Pruitt, but when faced with the Death Penalty, He implicated me...Told Bull Bailey, I paid him to take out Barry...It was a lie, but Bull Bailey believed it ,hook line and sinker and I got the Death Penalty and his life was spared..He got Life, No Parole."said Michael Frisby...

"Well we still need to talk to him....We'll start with him and work our way back..."said Brooke.

"Thank You Guys....and Thanks for the food...It sure feels good being home."said Mike Frisby.

Natalie smiled as we got ready to leave...

Prison had changed Mike Frisby for the better...He no longer talked or carried himself like the Thug with Swagger she once knew back in the hood, back in the day....People could indeed change....she reasoned..

(TO BE CONTINUED)