1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    &#034Hello?&#034 said Peter's voice at the other end of the line. &#034Peter, this is Bobbi,&#034 I said. &#034I need...&#034 &#034Hi, doll!&#034 Peter interrupted. &#034I had a really good time last night. Can we get together agai...&#034 &#034Peter! I'm in jail!&#034 I broke in. &#034What... what do you mean you're in jail?&#034 he said. &#034I got arrested, and I need help!&#034 I replied. &#034Okay, doll,&#034 Peter said. &#034Calm down. What was the charge?&#034 The next word I said was not what I wanted to say to him. I swallowed hard, and said, &#034Prostitution!&#034 There was a long pause on the other end of the telephone line. Then Peter spoke in cold, measured tones. &#034Did you do it?&#034 he said. I thought carefully, and said, &#034I didn't go to bed with him. I was on the street, and this guy was looking me over. I propositioned him on a lark. I didn't know he was a cop.&#034 &#034Did you ask for money?&#034 Peter asked quickly. &#034Yes,&#034 I answered quietly, and with shame in my voice. Peter had lost the happy tone in his voice when he spoke to me. It would never really come back again. &#034Where are you?&#034 he asked. &#034The Tombs,&#034 I replied. &#034I'll get you a lawyer,&#034 Peter said. &#034Do whatever they tell you to, don't answer any questions until the lawyer gets there, and don't make any more trouble. I'll see you in the court.&#034 Then Peter hung up. I was shaking all over, but managed to make it back to where the policewoman was ...
    waiting for me. &#034Here,&#034 she said holding out a packet of tissues for me. &#034You look like you need these more than I do.&#034 It was only then I noticed I was crying. She led me out of the room, and into another where she did a quick pat down body search. Then we went down a long hall, and through a bared gate. There were dozens of cage-like cells inside. She opened one, and put me inside with five other women. There were six bunks in the cell in two tiers of three. &#034Have a good night, ladies,&#034 she said. &#034We'll see you in the morning. Got too many in Night Court to do you now.&#034 The clang of the cell door closing went through me like a lightning bolt. Stone walls do not a prison make, but cold steel now held me fast. I was now imprisoned physically as well as biologically. Sub-title: At Mother's Knee I stared out into the middle distance through the bars of the cell. My whole life seemed to have fallen in on me. From the way he had sounded on the phone, I had just lost Peter. I now had a police record as a common street prostitute. He would not want me anymore. How could I tell Edith what had happened? Would she still want me as a daughter now? Would Dr. Benjamin find out? What would he say about it? Margo would probably laugh, and give me a lecture about letting myself be suckered by that cop. The &#034G.G.Girls&#034 would gossip about it all over the bar. Patty would have a cynical remark to make. A thousand questions and scenes ran through my mind. What ...
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