The Adventures of Dixie

Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

I sat in shock in front of the computer monitor, looking at the mug shot of
Terry "Grizzly" Adams.  Jack had called up a website of convicts looking for pen
pals.  "Grizzly did a favor for me a few months ago before he got sent to the
can.  We were having a little labor dispute at one of the job sights.  Grizzly
and his boys straightened it out ... with baseball bats."

I gasped at the stats provided with his picture:  6' 7", 300 lbs., numerous
tattoos.  Serving ten years for extortion, robbery, and rape.

"Grizzly told the prison staff he was married, so he can have conjugal visits
once a month.  But his real old lady overdosed on crank just before he went in
the joint.  So, to repay him for his favor to me, I volunteered you, dixie, to
visit Grizzly once a month.  Think of it as your way of giving back to the
community."  He chuckled before adding another comment, "I hear he loves his
salad tossed."

To be continued.