Piedmont Penitentiary is an old turn of the century prison nick named "The HOLE" on the outskirts of Philadelphia in the Valley Forge section of Pennsylvania, which was built to hold up to 500 convicted inmates. Today it holds nearly 1500, 3 times it's intended population. Over crowding means there are 2 to 3 men or more per cell, which was originally built to house just one. The plumbing is old and rusted, the walls are crumbly, the foundation is corroded, and morale is low. Inmates and Officers complain of conditions, but more complaints are lost to the board of directors. Politicians that look to line their pockets before updating repairs for inmates, run the board. No one cares if convicted criminals complain about "unfair" living conditions. They were incarcerated for punishment, not comfort. Most tax payers see them as animals that need to be locked up off the streets. They are forgotten and unwanted members of society, -the scary and depraved. Whatever happens to them behind bars is more than likely deserved!
The HOLE/79 THE VERDICT
Pt-1
LOCAL NEWS
REPORTER: "This is Chad Bradley for Action News! Jury is expected to rule today in the case of Dennis Ellis verse The City Of Philadelphia after being in deliberations for several days! Ellis faces up to 30 years in prison if convicted of the long list of crimes charged against him including fraud, endangerment, unlawful imprisonment, abuse of authority, violation of civil right, slavery, sexual assault, and a host of others offenses! Now it's still not known yet if Ellis' lawyers' decision to keep him off the witness stand helped or hurt his chances here! Experts suspect it was in Ellis' best interest to not testify as the Prosecution had an arsenal of unexplainable evidence stacked against him! Now some say that the longer the jury stay out on deliberation the better the chances they may come out a hung jury! If that happens the Prosecution will have a hard time finding 12 jurors who haven't heard of the case to re-trial the accused, --meaning Ellis could get off altogether...!"
Pt-2
SOUTH PHILLY (at the Brownstone home of police Officers Maleece Cortez and his roommate/lover Jake Valentine)
Things have not been easy since 32 yr old Malecee's return home. Neither domestic partner has vocally expressed the obvious elephant in the room, but both men are very aware of the changes in their relationship as they try to go on as if nothing has happened...
"How'r you feeling...?" asked Maleece, standing behind 22 yr old Jake as he finished dressing in front of their bedroom mirror.
"I'm good..." said Jake, looking at his lover's reflection. "...how are you?" he asked, knowing Maleece had just come back from a horrific ordeal away.
"Coping...!" said Maleece in a word.
"You never said exactly happened to you and Malik while you were held captive..." said Jake curiously, treading on thin water.
"I'd rather forget it!" said Maleece, turning away.
"It might help..." suggested Jake, pressing the issue.
"That's what the FBI had us seeing the SHRINK for..." said Maleece, not wanting to discuss it.
"I'm just saying..."
"Can we drop it, please?!" asked Maleece, getting frustrated.
"Okay. Cool." said Jake, feeling more distant. A wall had definitely grown between them since they reunited a couple of days ago. Normally Maleece would have been all over him by now, --kissing, touching, feeling, trying to shove his cock in someplace (hot, tight, and wet), but since returning home he'd been as distant as when they first met. It was like pulling teeth again just to get him to open up on even the smallest things.
But then again Jake had been distracted by his own demos as he tried to conceal the fact that he might be addicted to Sextasy and getting gang banged by urban drug dealers. How would Maleece react if he found out what Tempest and his boys did to him while he was away? Both men seemed to have distractions happening simultaneously, keeping both of them from being intimate with their partner.
Pt-3
THE COURTHOUSE
The media and a large crowd of spectators stood outside the court steps. Supporters on both side (yes Ellis had supporters) cheered or heckled the lawyers and officers heading into the Courthouse.
District Attorney Larry Putman and his band of lawyers and legal aids prepared McConnell and his men in case the verdict went the other way. "Given the circumstances of the OJ Simpson case, nothing can be ruled as a sure thing!"
"So you think there's a chance that Ellis could walk?" asked McConnell, visibly pissed.
"Albeit a small minuet chance..., but yes there is a chance...!" explained Putman.
"That's bullshit!" said Maleece, angrily. "After all the shit he put me and Malik through...?!" He added, looking at Malik.
"He's not getting away with this, Maleece..., believe me!" assured McConnell.
"Why? Because justice will prevail?" asked Maleece, irate. "That only works in the movies!"
"The Jury heard you and Malik testify..., they won't disregard what you two talked about on the witness stand!"
"We didn't even scratch the surface..." mumbled Maleece, under his breath.
"You didn't tell the truth up there in the stand...?" asked the DA, perturbed.
"We only scratched the tip of the iceberg..." admitted Malik, getting worried looks from everyone in the room (including Jake and McConnell) as he swallowed hard and looked at Maleece...
FLASHBACK (This scene takes place immediately after Prison Plantation#1 in chap-68, pt-1)
The good Doctor had just run his specimens through a vigorous workout to determine vitals and potency. He unlocked them from the devices and lowered them from the tables. His assistants dragged Maleece and Malik's limp bodies into the basement of another building where they were thrown into a dungeon like holding cell and chained by their ankles like dogs in a kennel.
As soon as the assistants left, (closing and locking the door behind them), Maleece reached up and untied the gag from his mouth. He looked around the large room, spotting various devices of torture, and wondered what the hell did he get himself into?
"Malik...?" he whispered, crawling over to the former cop turned correctional officer. "Malik..., wake up!" he said, untying the gag from the back of his head as well. Gently he slapped Malik against the facial cheek, jarring his senses as the 26 year old CO started coughing.
"Where..., the fuck'r we...?" he asked, peering around the room before noticing the leg irons placed around their ankles, preventing their escapes.
"Hell if I know man..., how you feeling?" asked Maleece.
"Like someone put my nuts inna blender!" complained Malik, holding his private parts.
"Good..." said Maleece, "...so do mine!"
The two men helped each other to stand up as they surveyed the room, and the shackles keeping them prisoners. "Looks like the chains allows us to move around a good 10 feet, but that's it!" he said, pulling at the base of the chain which was bolted to the floor.
"It allows us to reach the toilet area and shower here...!" said Malik, limping towards the other side of the room.
Maleece found a rusted old pot full of fresh water and a ladle. He spooned out a good amount, then turned it up to his lips. "At least they gave us fresh water...!" he said, drinking it down before retrieving another.
"Apparently they intend to keep us alive...!" said Malik, studying the room and its torture devices. "...but I'm afraid to ask what for!?"
"Why...? What do you think...?" asked Maleece, curiously.
"Well after the attack in the Van ride down here, followed by that odd exam we were just put through..., I would think they intended to fuck us some more!" reasoned Malik.
"For what...??!" asked Maleece, dropping the ladle.
"Inmates have been missing from the Penitentiary for awhile now..., I suspect Ellis' been selling them as sex slaves after Duke Daniels and his Mandingo gang finished teaching them how to suck dick and get fucked as prison bitches! They're running a sex slave ring, and we're caught dead in the middle!"
"So you think they intend to keep fucking us...??" asked Maleece, slowly realizing how deep his ass was in it. "That experience in the Van nearly killed me, man...! I don't think I can live through another rape like that!" he admitted (referring to events in chap-52, pt-8).
"I'm afraid it may be inevitable!" said Malik, taking note of Maleece's fear. "So in all your time with Officer Valentine, you've never...?"
"No!" expressed Maleece vehemently, looking insulted. "I was straight before I met Jake...!" he insisted, wanting to clarify his position. "I'm a top...! Jake bottoms!"
"I understand..." said Malik, identifying. "...I was straight before I was..." he hesitated, not wanting to reveal his sorted rape. "...let's just say I understand! But it might have helped you if you had let Jake top YOU every now and then!"
"You think it'll be worse than it was in the Van...?" asked Maleece, fearing another brutal fucking.
"I doubt they broke you in by chance!" suspected Malik. He immediately noticed the look of worry on Maleece's face as he started to pace the floor.
"What the fuck'r we gonna do...??!" asked Maleece, his eyes searching desperately for a way out.
"Just try to relax..." suggested Malik. "..it'll go easier if you don't fight it!"
"Easy for YOU to say...!" snapped Maleece. "...Captain McConnell's been fucking you for how long now..?!" he asked, regretting his choice of words as soon as he said them.
"McConnell and I have been over for a long time now!" confessed Malik. "But if you want to live through this ordeal in one piece, you'd better learn how to relax and accept!"
"Relax and accept??" asked Maleece. "Are you fucking crazy!? You asking me to accept getting fucked by another guy?!"
"If you don't, it's gonna hurt you every time one of them shove their dicks in you!" explained Malik. "You need to learn how to relax your anal muscles so when they enter you it won't kill you...!"
"I can't fucing believe we're talking about this!" said Maleece, losing his mind as he continued to pace the floor.
"I could help you...!" offered Malik, causing Maleece to stop.
"How?" he asked, curiously.
"I could fuck you first...!" offered Malik, getting a horrid look from Maleece.
"You must've lost your gay ass mind!!" answered Maleece, flabbergasted.
"I could show you how to relax..., make it go in easier for you..., --teach you HOW to take it without passing out from the pain!"
"This is crazy!"
"Or you could just hold out until they decide to come back in here, wrestle you to the ground, and force themselves into you while strapping you to a torture panel!" said Malik, making Maleece to think twice.
"H...how..., exactly would you do it...?" asked Maleece, hesitantly.
"Let's step into the shower..." suggested Malik.
The shower water was not heated. It took Malik and Maleece a few minutes for their bodies to adjust to the cold temperature as they lathered themselves, washing away all evidence of their examinations. Maleece watched Malik wearily as he soaped his body, noticing him as if for the first time. He never noticed how attractive Malik was, --his tight petite muscular body, trim waist, handsome face, and fat round booty. Maleece found himself comparing it to Jake's in his mind. His dick actually starting to harden lustfully on its own accord for the first time since being abducted.
Malik lathered up his private parts with his hands. He noticed Maleece's hairy Hispanic body as he turned to try to conceal his rising hardon. Malik got an eyeful of Maleece's hairy ass cheeks as he licked his lips and wondered if they'd ever get through this unmarred?
"You ready...?" asked Malik, appearing behind a startled Maleece's shoulder.
"Wha uh..., whatt do I have to do...?" asked Maleece, nervously.
"Just relax...!" said Malik, falling to his knees behind Maleece as he started to kiss his tan ass.
Maleece felt awkward having another man that wasn't Jake touch his body (and even Jake didn't mess around with his butt), having only messed around with one man! Malik kissed each ass cheek, trying to get Maleece up to the idea of contact. He pressed his face up in between the cheeks and started to dig for the hole with his tongue.
"Wait a minute..." said Maleece, not used to anyone playing around back there. Malik ignored him, knowing that they were pressed for time. He dug his tongue into the hair lined crack as he gently pushed Maleece to bend forward.
Maleece stifled a moan when Malik's tongue found his asshole. He'd never had his hole eaten before as Malik zeroed in like a homing pigeon and began pecking him to death. "Shit, man...!" sighed Maleece in response, his body feeling alien as it adjusted to feelings it never felt before.
"Just relax...!" insisted Malik, pressing his face in further.
Malik was no top (a straight man also before his unfortunate rape at the hands of prison inmate Marvin Rollins back in Precinct-23 # 1 # 4), he'd only topped one other man since his introduction into the same sex lifestyle, --Andrew Roberts (chap-28, pt-3).
Malik often missed his life as an eligible bachelor, fucking his share of beautiful women hoping to latch him into a serious relationship by offering him as much sex as his dick could handle. But there was something about getting fucked by another man (Marvin Rollins in particular) that feed some wayward insecurity Malik had in him about himself. He sometimes wondered why he got off on being dominated by a rougher stronger man? Why he allowed himself to be humiliated and controlled, walking away from a good stable relationship with his Police Captain David McConnell? McConnell was always a touchy subject for Malik. He respected his superior Officer like a father figure, but he loved him in ways he wasn't yet ready to admit. Thinking of McConnell only made Malik's desire to live through this prison ordeal stronger. He wanted to see his superior again, there was so much unfinished business between them that needed to be worked out (as told in chap-77, pt-7). Malik still wanted to resolve some sort of relationship with him. Sure they'd somehow managed to remain friends (due to McConnell's constant reaching out), but Malik wanted more, he wanted to know if he was indeed capable of accepting love from someone who truly loved him back for who he was and not because of sexual dominance! Malik was finally starting to realize that what he shared with Marvin Rollins wasn't so much love as it was an obsession. Since getting involved with Marvin, Malik's life had been completely turned topsy-turvy. Malik knew what he needed to continue living (to truly strive in life), was stability, not dominance.
Maleece felt Malik's tongue drilling into his body as Malik forcibly bent him over. Maleece found himself bending in half in the shower, exposing his backside to his colleague as Malik went to town on his ass. Maleece didn't like the way the tongue made him feel, --not that the tongue was bad, but Maleece didn't want to derive pleasure from his asshole, --only freaks and gay men got pleasure from their assholes. Maleece still liked to consider himself completely straight despite fucking another man for nearly a year of his life. He loved Jake Valentine (probably as much [or more] than any women he'd ever loved), but he didn't really consider Jake a real man like himself or Captain McConnell. Guys like Jake and Malik gave up some of their manhoods by allowing themselves to be repeatedly penetrated like a women. Maleece would give up his right arm before giving up his manhood, it was what his father had always instilled in him (and his brothers) was a man's only rightfully born god given distinction from women. Without it a man was nothing, he'd might as well wear a dress and bare children!
Maleece was still fighting his emotions when Malik suddenly explored his rectum with a finger. Maleece's hole tightened up, cutting the circulation in Malik's digit as his body tried to expel the invader. "Hey..., relax!" reminded Malik, removing his finger to resume eating.
Maleece relaxed a little once the tongue returned. He could feel Malik's face pressed between his cheeks, his facial stubble scratching the sensitive flesh and making his body feel even more indecisive. He felt Malik's thumbs pull his cheeks apart further, revealing more of his forbidden zone as Malik started to tongue fuck his oral digit in and out.
After nearly 10 minutes of ass eating, Malik pulled his face from Maleece's ass and started to grind his hardon up and down the spit slick crack of his hairy ass. Maleece tried to stand upright but Malik added pressure to his shoulder to keep him bent over. "You need to try to relax Maleece, or its going to be painful every time they fuck you!"
"It's hard to relax with you back there poking and prodding me like some chick you're trying to bone on the first date!" said Maleece, looking back over his shoulder.
"I'm not enjoying this any more than you are!" said Malik, spitting into his hand to lubricate his dick.
"Funny..., it sure FEELS like you're enjoying it...!" said Maleece, regarding Malik's hardon pressed between his cheeks.
"I'm doing YOU a favor!" insisted Malik, lining his dick head up to the tight hole.
"Keep telling yourself that while getting off in my ass!" countered Maleece. "And this shit better stay between you and me...!" he added, hoping no one would ever find out that he willingly gave his ass up to another man, --especially Jake.
"Don't worry..." said Malik, pressing inward.
At first his dick couldn't get through Maleece's fighting sphincter muscles, but after a few minutes of finger massaging, the hole slightly gave way to allow entry.
Maleece bit his lower lip as the dick entered him. He clutched the shower wall as he squeezed his eyes shut and prayed for painless mercy.
"You have to push out with your ass muscles as if you're taking a shit...!" advised Malik. "Pretend you're on the toilet taking a dump, and push out with your anus!"
"I'm trying...!" said Maleece through grit teeth, "...but every time I do you push more dick into me!"
"I'm not that big..." said Malik, assuredly. "...I'm only seven inches...!"
"Feels like 10!" said Maleece.
Malik pulled backwards as Maleece pushed outward. Maleece felt a great deal of relief as the dick exited his hole. He sighed briefly before feeling Malik reinsert. Malik felt Maleece's asshole tighten around his dick before the Police Officer strained to relax his hole. Malik withdrew as the anal muscles relaxed and opened. He pushed in again, hearing Maleece grunt. Malik pulled out only to push in again. They continued doing this until Malik's pubic bush finally pressed into Maleece's ass cheeks, indicating that he had successfully sheathed his entire dick length inside. "I'm in...!" he announced, grinding his pelvic bone into Maleece's ass.
"I know...!" yelled Maleece, trying desperately to keep his hole relaxed.
His body felt stuffed as Malik ground away inside him. He could feel the full length of Malik's dick inside, flexing as it enjoyed the tight velvetiness of his anus.
"You ready...?" asked Malik, ready to fuck.
"Yeah man..." said Maleece, ready to get it over with. "...just don't kill me!"
Malik slowly withdrew his dick, allowing his shaft to slid slowly out of the tight gripping anal chute. Maleece could feel his hole tightening involuntarily as it tried to lock in the sliding shaft. Malik withdrew down to the head before reversing and sliding back up inside. "Shit man...!" sighed Maleece, feeling the dick ripping through his body. He tried to relax, pushing out with his asshole as Malik pushed in. Malik could feel Maleece's insides trying to repel him as he fought to remain inside.
"Now try to relax without forcing me out...!" instructed Malik. "Relax the anus without pushing outward!"
"I'm trying...!" said Maleece frustrated, not knowing how Jake made it look so easy. He'd fucked his boyfriend hundreds of times since they moved in together as a couple, but Jake always made getting fucked look exciting and fun. He'd moan and groan with a hardon, sometimes cumming without even touching himself as they kissed and made love. Maleece always thought Jake felt nothing but good inside when they fucked, he didn't realize just how much pressure his boyfriend had to endure to accommodate him, --and here he'd always considered Jake the weaker one of them two!
Malik felt Maleece's ass starting to adjust to the fucking as it somehow stopped trying to force him out and started to relax more. He found himself having more leverage as he pumped back and forth, sliding in and out a little easier as he fucked the straight Officer from behind.
Malik wasn't used to topping in these situations, he'd been pounded by more men than he could remember since his intro into same sex sex. But he knew from his experiences with women how to make love and make it feel good. Malik had always been something of a Casanova with the ladies, wining and dining and seducing his way into their panties. He'd kiss and suck on their earlobes, necks, and tits before moving his way down to their vaginas, eating them out until they came multiple times before finally sliding his dick into them and making them fall in love with his tender loving strokes.
Malik decided to do the same to Maleece, to try to coax him into total relaxation by treating him as he would any women he'd fuck. Malik started by pulling Maleece upright and positioning him face up against the shower wall. He leaned his body in behind Maleece, kissing him gently on the back and shoulders as he continued to fuck him. Maleece felt Malik's hands starting to roam about his body, feeling his chest and stomach and eventually easing down towards his crotch as Malik gripped the soft flaccid dick swinging between his legs.
Malik fucked in and out of Maleece's asshole as he pulled and tugged on the Officer's dick. Maleece spread his legs to give Malik better access as he leaned his head back against the Corrections Officer shoulder and allowed him to fuck him. Malik sucked on the side of Maleece's neck, biting into the soft skin like a vampire as they continued to fuck. He could feel Maleece's body slowly starting to respond as Maleece's painful groans started to sound more erotic.
"Just keep relaxing..." encouraged Malik, digging his dick deeper between the ass cheeks.
Maleece found himself starting to do just that as an arch formed in his back. He could feel his dick starting to harden under Malik's constant jacking, getting harder and longer as it fattened to full mast. Malik started to suckle Maleece's earlobe as Maleece groaned openly. He turned his head sides, causing his lips to accidently graze Malik's. The two men paused briefly before kissing. After all the violence and man handling they'd been through lately, a moment of tenderness was what they both needed as Maleece accepted Malik's tongue into his mouth.
Malik jacked Maleece off while kissing and fucking him. He wrapped one arm about Maleece's torso, feeling his hairy chest while the other hand jacked his 7 and 1/2 inch uncut hardon. Maleece sucked upon Malik's tongue, panting hard between breaths as he gave up his body. He could feel the pain and pressure starting to fade away as he gave in, allowing Malik to have at him. Malik's dick fucked all up into Maleece's asshole, pushing all up into his rectum easier as the tension eased out of his body. He couldn't believe how good Malik's dick was starting to feel inside him. Was this what kept Jake coming back for more? Maleece found himself pushing his ass back to get fucked harder.
"How's that feel...?" asked Malik, sensing the difference in Maleece's body. "Does it still hurt...?"
"No..., don't stop...!" gasped Maleece, panting hard as he started to throw his ass back to meet Malik's thrusts. Malik lowered his hand down to Maleece's waist, pulling him back into his pelvis as he pumped forward, burying his meat over and over again.
Maleece's dick started to throb under Malik's expert hand manipulation. He reached back with his hand and cupped Malik behind the head as they continued to kiss more passionately. Maleece felt himself on the receiving end of a kiss for the first time, submissive to another man's aggressions. Malik wasn't a brutal lover, his thrusts (though growing more and more frantic) were still tamed compared to the harsh fucking Maleece suffered in the Van from their captives. He found Malik's fucking a lot more pleasurable, allowing him to finally understand why gay men enjoyed it so much.
Malik felt Maleece's grip tighten on the back of his neck as Maleece sucked harder on his tongue. They breathed in each other's air as they swopped spit like lovers. Malik humped faster as Maleece's asshole gripped him firmly. Malik groaned softly as his dick pulsed, then started shooting a flood of hot sperm directly into Maleece's ass.
Maleece heard Malik gasp when he came. He felt his dick pulsing inside of him as it emptied in his gut. Maleece was almost sorry that the session was over. Malik pulled out of his ass and spun him around, falling to his knees as he quickly took Maleece's dick into his mouth and started sucking. Maleece leaned his back against the wall as Malik blew him. He held onto Malik's shoulders as he bobbed his head back and forth, swallowing his dick all the way down to the pubic hairs.
"Oh shit..., I'm gonna cum...!" warned Maleece, feeling his knees grow weak as his dick exploded in Malik's mouth.
Malik accepted the cum deluge, swallowing the hot gushing sperm nearly as quickly as it dispersed. He held Maleece's dick in his mouth until he was sure the orgasm was over. Maleece's penis fell limply from his mouth as Malik stood up. The two men looked quietly at each other, almost embarrassed by their actions.
"Just uh..., just try to relax like that whenever they come for you..." said Malik, awkwardly. "...it'll make it easier...!"
"Okay..., sure...!" said Maleece, already feeling guilty.
END FLASHBACK
Malik and Maleece shared a brief exchange. "How many of you would discuss the most humiliating details of your life in front of 12 strangers and 6 lawyers?" asked Maleece, picking up where he left off. "We told what we felt we needed to tell in order to get a conviction!"
"I understand your embarrassment, Officer Cortez..." said District Attorney Putman, "...but your and Officer Jones' decision to leave out the embarrassing details of your ordeal may be the one thing that keeps Dennis Ellis from doing 30 years behind bars and freedom!"
"Putman..., I think Maleece and Malik have been through enough already, without having to have you yell at them and put the entire weight of Ellis' trial on their shoulders...!" intervened McConnell.
"Oh..., I uh.., I didn't mean to imply..." said Putman thoughtfully, realizing he might have been out of line.
"We just have to trust that the Jury saw enough evidence in the case, and judge accordingly! If Ellis gets off, it's not anyone's fault but our own!"
"I agree...! You're right...!" said Putman, apologizing for his statement. "I'm sorry."
Just then Putman got a call on his cellular. He took the call, listening briefly before flipping it back into his pocket. "Jury's in..., they have a verdict!"
Pt-4
THE COURT ROOM
Everyone was seated in the packed court room as the bailiff showed the Jury in to their seats. The Defense Attorneys and the Prosecutors all tried to read the Juror's facial expressions as they came in. It is unsure which way the Jury may have swayed, but Ellis looked very relaxed as he smiled and whispered amongst Council.
Everyone stood as the door to the Judge's Chamber opened and the Judge came in to take his seat. He allowed the spectators to sit, then asked the Jury if they had come to a conclusion in the case of The City Of Philadelphia verses Dennis Ellis?
"Yes, your Honor, we have come to a decision!" stated the Forman, handing his verdict to the Bailiff in the form of a note. The Bailiff walked the note over to the Judge whom took it and read it. He showed no facial expression (good or ill) as he handed the note back to the Bailiff to give back to the Forman.
"Mr Ellis, would you please stand?" requested the Judge.
Ellis and his two Attorneys stood, facing the front of the court room. "Mr Forman, would you please read us your answer?" asked the Judge formally as the Forman stood at his seat.
"We the Jury, in the case of The City Of Philadelphia verses Dennis Ellis, find the defendant Guilty of all charges against him!" A hush instantly fell across the room, quickly followed by an outburst of cheers from the families of some of the prisoners sold to the slave camps.
Captain McConnell, Malik, Jake, and Maleece could be seen congratulating each other joyously as they celebrated the victory with the Prosecutors. Ellis could be seen arguing with his lawyers as the Judge banged his gavel several times to restore order.
"Sir..., we would like to appeal that judgment!" said Ellis' head lawyer.
"That is your right, mr Luridly..., just as its this court's right to pose sentencing at this time if I may?" said the Judge, shutting the Defense down. The Judge removed his glasses as he took a long pause to make his decision. "This court holds no love for criminals, or inmates who have already been trialed and sentenced to prison terms. I hold no apologies to their families because of the choices their loved ones made that got them arrested in the first place! But I DO apologize when leaders of the institutions we sent their loved ones to to serve out their time gravely abuse and unnecessarily endanger them! It is not our intentions to torture inmates who have been sentenced to punishment in our prison systems! This is not a third world country! Inmates have every right to 3 square meals a day, and the sanctity of their own mind and body! Those rights were violated when YOU started treating the inmates you were entrusted to oversee as slaves to be sold and auctioned for your profit! This country has abolished such practices, and this court room will not tolerate any individuals who threaten the fundamental rights of its citizens! I believe I read an article in the Philadelphia Inquire some time ago, written by an inmate at your prison who described the deplorable conditions in which you make them live! The article described you as a Slum Lord who consistently mismanaged the funds of the prison and gave total disregard to the complaints of your inmates! As the Judge in these proceedings, I find it awfully hard to ignore the eloquent words of that writer..., a mister Muhammad Shaeed, while making my decision here today!" said the Judge, causing Ellis to shift uncomfortably in his seat. "I hereby sentence you Dennis Ellis to the maximum sentence granted by the law..." continued the Judge. "I sentence you to 30 years in your own slum prison! Bailiff..., remove this prisoner from my sight!"
"This is bullshit!!" yelled Ellis, belligerent. When his lawyer tried to calm him down, Ellis punched the man in the face, causing him to topple over backwards over his chair.
The Bailiff ran over to restrain him as Ellis went wild with anger. The Defense lawyers dodged out of the way as Ellis and the Bailiff tussled. Ellis managed to overpower the Bailiff, tripping him backwards over his fallen lawyer's body. Captain McConnell, Malik, Jake, and Maleece rushed over to help. Ellis threw punches wildly as he beat his fist upon the Bailiff and whoever else came in his way. Ellis' wife and sons screamed for him in the background as McConnell and his men jumped their father. The four Officers rushed Ellis to the floor, with McConnell landing a solid punch directly in Ellis' face, busting his nose.
The Bailiff recovered enough to lock the handcuffs on Ellis as he drug him to his feet and wrestled him out the side door to his awaiting cell. The room was in an uproar as people started to talk about what happened. Ellis' sons escorted their mother home, trying to avoid the reporters camped outside waiting for their reaction to the news.
"Looks like Ellis is going to be getting a little of what he caused us!" said Malik to Maleece, somewhat satisfied by what happened.
As the court room began to slowly clear out, Malik noticed District Attorney Putman shaking hands across the room with inmate Marvin Rollins. Marvin smiled as he turned to his family who hugged him in congratulations of his new found freedom from prison. With Ellis's conviction Marvin deal with the DA was granted, he was now a free man.
"Why don't we all go out for dinner...?" asked Jake, needing a breath of fresh air.
"Sounds good to me!" said Maleece, needing air as well.
"Let's go..." said McConnell, leading the way through the crowd.
Malik was in tow behind them when he suddenly got a tap on the shoulder by a familiar face.
"Ain't you gonna congratulate me on my release...?" asked Marvin, smiling broadly.
"Uh..., yeah man, congratulations!" said Malik, holding out his hand to shake.
"aww..., fuck that nigga...gamma a hug!" said Marvin, pulling Malik into him as he wrapped his big bear arms around his body tightly. Malik looked embarrassed as he gave in and accepted the show of affection.
"What do you plan to do now?" asked Malik, watching McConnell, Jake, and Maleece waiting at the back door.
"Well..., I guess I could go home to my parents house and stay there for awhile..., but I'd be putting myself right back in the line of fire with the old neighborhood...!" said Marvin.
"What about one of your brothers...?" asked Malik, curiously.
"The only ones that don't live at home Is my oldest brother Bernard, and he's married with kids..., and my younger brother Jeffery, whose in a new gay relationship with his white boyfriend over there, --Randy!" said Marvin, pointing out Jeffery and Randy as they stood with the rest of his family along the sidelines. "I was, uh..., --hoping YOU could put me up for a few weeks until I found a gig and got on my feet...?" asked Marvin, "I mean after all..., it was your idea for me to hold out on information with the DA until he cut me a good deal!"
"I don't know, Marvin..." said Malik, looking at McConnell looking at his watch. "...I've been reinstated as a Police Officer..., I can't condone living with a drug dealer!"
"Who says I'm a drug dealer...?" asked Marvin. "I'm giving all that shit up!"
"Oh really?" smiled Malik, doubtfully.
"That's right! I got a second chance, and I don't wanna fuck it up!" assured Marvin. "I'm gonna go out and get a real job! One making legal money!" he insisted.
"And where you gonna work...?" asked Malik, curiously. "A bank? An armored car driver? A stock broker? A jeweler? Whose gonna hire you fresh out of prison?" asked Malik, sarcastically.
"I know it ain't gonna be easy..." said Marvin, hearing Malik's tone. "...but I thought we were in this thing together...? What about all our plans about living together once I finally got out...?" asked Marvin.
Malik looked over at McConnell, having had a change of heart since being abducted. He was just about to say so when he saw McConnell smile at someone before wrapping his arms around Andrew whom stood in the hallway in his police uniform. Malik watched him talking with Maleece and Jake, taking his place as their forth wheel.
"You're right, Marvin..." said Malik, turning his attention back to his new roommate. "When would you like to move in?"
"No time like the present!" smiled Marvin, grinning ear to ear. "And I can start paying you my share of the rent as soon as we get home...!" he insinuated as they made their way to the door to go home.
(the conclusion coming up next chapter...?) _____________________________________________________________________________ There may be just one more chapter until the end of the series. I'd like to thank everyone who's ever written in about the HOLE to express their concerns, ideas, opinions, and suggestions about the story lines and characters! It was very challenging for me to keep up with all of the different subplots and character information, but I thoroughly enjoyed it! I apologize for any errors and misspellings in the series (of which there were plenty), and appreciate everyone whose looked past them and continued with me throughout this long series. I love to write and do not hold any formal writing or college background. This is a consuming hobby of mine (that I don't get paid for) which I do love doing. Thanks to everyone who has written in to show their support and encouragement! And please feel free to write in with your comments about the ending, and which story line or character you liked best and why! Thanks. --DOGG