Message-ID: <40204asstr$1041390604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "Sean Farragher" X-Original-Message-ID: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 (Normal) X-MSMail-Priority: Normal Importance: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1106 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 31 Dec 2002 13:08:55 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} TxM6: The Lives of Laurie Fallon. (1976) Part I. M/g incest drugs Date: Tue, 31 Dec 2002 22:10:04 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, newsman TxM6: The Lives of Laurie Fallon (DOB 1965). (1976) Part I. M/g incest drugs From TxM6: Taxi Murders Hyperfiction (c) 2003 Sean Farragher sfarragher@nj.rr.com http://www.seanfarragher.com http://www.seanfarragher.com/txm6 http://www.seanfarragher.com/Joss http://www.seanfarragher.com/hyperfiction YEAR OF THE FIRE: 1976 Everyday is the day after something. January 7, 1976 was the next day after a Gainesville trailer fire killed three of five children living in a doublewide at the Gully Hollow Trailer Court. Everybody knew life in the hollow was shit. No one really picked up the garbage or got rid of the abandoned cars and trucks that littered the grounds. No one cared how the slime pit looked. Perhaps they liked that the trailer park strung between a garbage dump and a swamp sat like a wart on a drunk's nose. Billy Reese, a local drug addict, pimp and pusher was said to have rescued two of his kids from the fire. It is true that Billy Reese Symthe was badly burned saving Laurie, 11 and his own daughter, Beatrice, 4. Drunk, he was incoherent immediately after the fire, but he staggered out bringing the children to safety. That was the story Billy had told the police and the one that the local newspaper had printed. Laurie backed up her stepfather hugging the man as he stood still half drunk in the shadow of the police cars and fire trucks. Billy didn't know at the time that Laurie had set the fire and that Billy had a hardon. 2. Billy Reese was a pedophile and a child smut peddler. When he was drunk or not he sexually abused all the children in the household. He slept with the 11 year old twins Laurie and Ariel. They were "his girls" as he put it. Helena, mother of the children, participated in the outrage. Billy made one his livings selling child porn. He also sold smack, nose candy and weed. Billy was a popular drug dealer Once a month he met a guy in Gainesville who took him to a warehouse where the sick pictures were taken. Ariel complained about the hard work but Billy favoring the girl, and blamed Laurie. He paid the girls off in fancy clothes and let them do generally what they pleased. Both girls worked hard to please Billy. What else did they know? He beat Laurie but not Ariel if they behaved. Laurie, fucked up and jealous by the "attention" Billy gave to her twin sister played with fire to stop the upsets and release her pain. Dropping matches into a garbage pail, mesmerized by the smell of the burning paper, Laurie did not expect the fire to spread to the newspapers behind the grease cans under the sink. When the fire exploded, Laurie woke Billy and led the drunken man and her sister to safety. Laurie repressed the memory of starting the fire, but she continued the myth --that it was Billy who had saved their lives. The next day at the local bar where Billy drank, some proclaimed Billy the hero. That was hard for some to take. Two years earlier, a fifteen year had old claimed that Billy was the father of her daughter. Folks at the bar didn't know what Billy sold child porn. He got away with the paternity case. It was assumed the girl was a slut. Everyone thought they knew what Billy did. After "the fire," talk at the bar shifted quickly from blaming Billy. Someone had to be held responsible. One wag asked about the whereabouts of Helena the mother of the dead children. Where was she when the fire started? Many said she shouldn't have been working. Billy paid the rent, and kept them in drugs, but Helena worked at the WA WA for the rest. There was more. After the fire, a few compared the tragedy to the recent Florida Governor Scandal. Context is important to crime and punishment. Seems this actor and brother to the former Governor of Florida, Donald Hall, had been convicted for murdering the nineteen-year old boyfriend of his fifteen-year old daughter. Daughter had testified that her father had raped her when she was seven. "We fucked for years," the daughter cried on the witness stand. "When I started to fuck other guys, my dad couldn't take it. He murdered Ronnie and beat the shit out of me when he caught us fucking." Daughter claimed that her mother joined them when she fucked her father. "We would all drink and screw," she said showing little emotion. "I had two abortions by the time I was fourteen. Daddy got away with it as long as he kept it in the family." Scandal made the front pages sizzle long time, but in the trailer park hollow, "THAT FIRE" as it came to be called eventually became more important news. You might expect the low life Billy Reese to get off on children considering how he pawed at them, but there were always skeptics. "Fuck, Billy has every cunt in the country after his ass, one guy sitting at the bar said, as he drank his beer and guzzled a cheeseburger too fast. "Man I ain't jealous, I got so many I can't puke up enough beer time to fuck 'em all, but I knows Billy likes them cherry. Don't blame him really" "Those Kids better off dead," the Gully Bar's bartender/owner Jay said, downing a shot. The mother works hard stocking shelves, Jane Willis, a woman about 55 offered. "She's not a bad woman. Works hard. Don't you think that lady had enough shit in her life? Why we making it worse with our bullshit. After all, she was at work. Billy was supposed to watching them kids -- not sleeping his drunk. "Fuck your ugly ass Jane," a tall man balance on one leg playing pool said. "The Mother's a slut. Somebody better put her in jail. I know that for a fact. She blew me in this bar for twenty just last week, and she wasn't even drunk" "What about that fuck Billy," the barmaid said disgusted. "He is a real shit, but he knows to keep his hands off me or my kids." "What the fuck do you know Bitch," the bartender said pouring drinks one after another spilling the booze. "Clean it up," the bartended shouted at the barmaid." "Fuck you," the barmaid said, sitting down. "I am on fucken break. You run the place, moron," she glowered at the barkeep pulling her top down trying to cover her bare belly. "That fucken Billy's no hero, shit," May Lynn, a dark handsome woman wearing a hardly nothing top and shorts cut to expose her cunt in the best ways possible said, but we sure like the shit he sells. We are all liars if you ask me?" "Who'd fuck you May," some old dude shot out as he carefully got off his stool. "You been sucking your daddy's dick when you were five," the coot snickered. "I heard Billy's badly burned. Cops got him." "No, he's back home living with one of his hookers while Helena's in the nut house. Got her locked down somewhere." "They deserve each other. Nothing is ever fair," you know that, the barmaid spoke up. They should take him out behind that jail and blow his brains out." "Shit, how they get Billy's cock out of Helena," an old woman drinking shots at a table said. "Had to do surgery," she spat as she got up and staggered towards the door. "Think I'm gonna be sick. Finally, just before the talked turned to the baseball games and stock car races, a girl, about sixteen, just barely old enough to drive said. "I hear the oldest girl fucked up them kids. That's what my cousin said anyway, but my relative's a fucken liar." Works for the Sheriff. Sucks enough dick." "What the fuck you know girl, the bartender scratching his head pounded a night stick against the bar, turning to this guy about 40, bartender said. "Get your whore fucken girlfriend out of here, Stoke. She's not legal and cops are 'round." Stoke looked up at the bartender and told him to shut the fuck up or he would have to have the splinters removed by a dentist. "I own these fucken cops," he said. "She's old enough when I let her blow you when you whine that you ain't got any lately. I let you have it cheap. Don't I?" "Fuck you. Fuck Reese. Fuck the whore of a mother," the bartender rang up the cash register and put the bills in a paper bag. Now all of you get the fuck out of here. Last call." End Part I The Life of Laurie Fallon Gainesville, Florida, 1976. XXX -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+