The din of the other women in the alley never stopped. I knew it wouldn’t because it was the same in county jail. At least Salazar wasn’t botherin... me. I nodded off and had no idea what time it was I was awakened by the fat pig below me. She was banging on my bunk again and mumbling something. I climbed down to go pee and had just unzipped my moo moo and sat down when she spoke. ?Takes yo clothes off afta yo done mija and git in bed wit mama.? ?Excuse me?? I asked, confused. ?Ya heard me. A girl just needs a guy to be decent and nice. And not to have her inbox filled with dick pics. Again, I saw a few guys approaching her. But like they just stood there when she said no.Its ok to get ‘NO’ for an answer. It happens. So, I was a little skeptical in approaching her. The music ended at one. I was really sweating I rushed to the washroom and there she was.She smiled and said – I saw you dance. You dance really well.Me – Thanks (really scared so that I don’t miss this chance).She. —Jeff's sonInez Arthur—substitute grandmotherRastus—Negro employeeMartha—Negro employee, Rastus' wife"Little" Jane—Rastus' daughterJonah—Negro employeeEllie—Negro employee, Jonah's wifeJosiah—Negro employeeMandy—Negro employee, Josiah's wifePierre Monde—creole employee, BBQ chefAgnes Monde—creole, Pierre's wifeHenrietta Monde—creole, Pierre's daughterThe next two years went along pretty well. The county wuz well on its way ta recoverin' from the effects of the war, an' Burnside's Sausage &. I wanted to meet this girl.I parked in a visitor's space at the front of the building. Doug hadn't described her, but I knew it must be Jessica heading my way. She wore a ski parka, heavy twill slacks, and boots with two inch heels. Her hair, which was naturally dark, was streaked with various shades of brown and blonde."Hi," she said as she extended her gloved hand. "I'll bet you're ready to garage that convertible for the winter and want a four-wheel drive vehicle to play in the snow. What's.