told Tammy that Fred dropped to the floor and cried like a baby. She also informed her that her boy was locked up. That he got hooked on cocaine, started writing bad checks, and now, he is serving time. Tammy sat down and wrote a letter to Fred, and she was sure that he would get this one, and it wouldn’t be returned to her. She told Fred in two sentences, “Sorry for your loss, but now, you know how I felt fifteen months ago. Time served and paid in full.” But Tammy knew she wasn’t finished with Fred yet. Tammy sent the letter to her sister Lula and asked her to mail it to him because she was still in love with him and that he wouldn’t accept mail from her. Lula agreed and mailed the letter to the prison for her. Mail called, Fred got his mail and read the note. All he said was, “That little bitch.”
Chapter 4
Well, Tammy was twenty-three now, and five years had gone by, and she was still sitting in that stinking ass jail. The only good part about it since she had been a goody two-shoes was that she landed a job cleaning the warden’s house. The warden was fine as shit, salt-and-pepper hair, six feet and one inch tall, about 230 pounds, and has a very nice body for a white man. His name was Darius Spencer. He seemed to be a very nice man and very easy to talk to. He told Tammy that she just took a wrong turn in life and that she gave her heart to the wrong man; she just needed someone to love her for the person that she was. Those words really made Tammy feel good. He seemed so sincere when he was saying those words to her. Every day after that, when Tammy would go to the warden’s house to clean, she felt close to him. To be honest, Tammy was falling in love with a man that she knew she would never have. She knew he didn’t feel the same about her. How could he? She was a convicted murderer, and she knew she was not the type of woman that he would be interested in.
Tammy continued to talk with him every day when she cleaned his house, which was very strange because for some reason, he would always be there when it was time for Tammy to clean. One evening, around 6:00 p.m., the prison was on lock down, and the warden Mr. Spencer requested for Tammy to come to his house. He had a special cleaning job that he needed done, for he was having some very important people at his home the next day. Tammy wondered what it was he wanted her to do. Tammy got up and dressed, even though she was a little funky and made her way up to the warden’s (Mr. Spencer) house so that she could do what was requested of her.
One of the guards escorted Tammy up to the house; he didn’t walk her in, just to the door. So Tammy rang the doorbell, and the guard stated she was to just go in, so that was what Tammy did. When Tammy opened the door, the house was very quiet, and Warden Spencer was nowhere in sight. Tammy saw a note on the table that she was to go into the kitchen. Tammy felt to herself that this was kind of strange because he never left a note before; any other time, he would just be there and tell her what he wanted done, and then, he would return to his study. Tammy complied with the note and went into the kitchen; the table was set for dinner for two.
Tammy said, “Oh, so I guess he wanted me to be his servant for the evening for him and his dinner guest,” which she didn’t mind because he was a very nice man after all. Then out of nowhere, he appeared in the kitchen, and he looked very nice. He had on a dinner jacket. Every time Tammy saw him, he had on a suit.
He said, “Hello, Tammy. I’m glad you could make it this evening.”
So Tammy asked him who she would be serving this evening besides him. Warden Spencer stated no one, that she wouldn’t be serving anyone. Tammy asked him, “Then who is the table seat for?”
He said for him and her. She asked Warden Spencer, “What is going on here?”
Maybe she should leave. Warden Spencer told her that she was a very nice and beautiful woman and that he wanted to do something nice for her because of all the excellent work that she does for him in his home. Tammy smiled and told him that thank you was good enough for her, and besides, it gave her a chance to get out of that jail for some air and away from those other women. He asked her to have a seat. Tammy told him that she wasn’t dressed for dinner, and besides, she thought she was just coming up here to work.
She said, “You must excuse me. I haven’t even had my shower.”
Warden Spencer said that was no problem, that she could take a bath there while he finished dinner. Well, the part about the bath sounded good for Tammy. Just to be able to lie back in a tub of water with no one else around sounded like heaven to her. She figured it wouldn’t hurt anyone, and besides, she didn’t want to do anything that would hurt her chances of getting out of this hell hole as soon as possible. So Warden Spencer took Tammy upstairs to the bathroom, ran the water in the tub with some bubble bath; he gave her his bathrobe to put on when she was done. Warden Spencer told her to enjoy it but not be too long or the dinner would get cold.
Tammy laid back and relaxed in the tub for about twenty minutes thinking why did this man tell a lie and had her brought up to his house and for what reason. I hope he doesn’t think he’s going to get any pussy because I’m nobody’s call girl, and I’m not a whore that sleeps around with just anyone. I’m not a fuckin prostitute either.
So after relaxing in the tub, Tammy got up to get out of the tub, and Warden Spencer knocked on the door and asked her, “Was everything okay?”
Tammy said yes, that she would be out shortly. Tammy put her panties and T-shirt on and went downstairs to the kitchen; by this time, the lights were out, and Warden Spencer had candles burning on the table. He asked Tammy to have a seat; he would be right back. Upon his return, he brought out a bottle of wine and two chilled glasses. He sat down at the table and told Tammy that this was something he had never done before, and he really didn’t know why he was doing it now. He said she was different. He had never seen a person like her. He told her that he was not holding her past against her, and that sometimes in our lives, we just look for love in the wrong people, that he knew she had been hurt. But for this evening, he just wanted to give her the valentine’s dinner that she was supposed to have had with Fred.
The dinner was nice. Warden Spencer prepared T-bone steaks, baked potatoes, and a tossed salad with garlic bread. The rest of the time at the dinner table, Tammy had nothing to say. When dinner was over, he asked Tammy what else was on the menu for that night. He told Tammy that he wanted to give her the type of night she would have had in the first place because she deserved that and so much more.
Then he told her, “And now, it’s time to let those wounds heal and go on with her life when she gets out of prison.”
Tammy told the warden that there was no way that she could have that night, and besides, he wasn’t Fred. He told Tammy he knew he was not Fred, and there was no way he would want to be a person like that because he had no love, feelings, and most of all, he didn’t understand her the way that he did. Tammy knew it would spoil the lovely night that Mr. Spencer had planned, but she had to know just what he was up to. She asked him what was he trying to accomplish or prove. He said he wasn’t trying to prove anything; he just wanted to give her what she truly deserved.
So Tammy said “Oh, well, what the hell. We were going to eat strawberries dipped in chocolate.”
So the Warden asked, “What else after that?”
“Well, then I wanted to make passionate love to him. I wanted him to know and feel just how much I did love him.”
At that moment, he got up and went into the kitchen and came back out with fresh strawberries and chocolate melted in a bowl. Tammy told Mr. Spencer, “This is not necessary.”
Warden Spencer said, “First, no more Warden Spencer or Mr. Spencer. It’s Darius, and from now on, when we are alone, that is what I would like for you to call me, all right?”
Well, Tammy
