Laetitia finishes her most intimate meeting with Warden Joan Tree and is pushed out of her private office. Two male guards meet her and the black one says “Can you believe this bitch acts modest after she got hanged for money?”
“Behind you back, cunt” he orders and I know what he means. I wince as the cuffs are cinched tightly around my wrists.
I mock the guard as he roughly drags me to death row saying “Does it make you feel like a man when you can rough up a hand-cuffed woman? Fuck, you don’t even have a bulge in your pants!”
“Fuck you, cunt” he replies. “I’ll bang your cunt long before you are hanged.”
“Damn am I lucky” I say mockingly.
We descend a flight of stairs and I am handed off to a pair of female guards. I call back to the thug that brought me this far saying “Grow a cock so I know when you fuck me!”
The matron hits me in the small of my back with a single knuckle and whispers “Listen, Laetitia, the guard that runs death row is a real bitch. Her only job is to make you presentable to be hanged but beyond that she can make life hell on you. Keep your mouth shut and do what you are told and you will have a few decent weeks before your execution. I’m serious; do not cross her!!!”
She stops me at a door and takes the handcuffs off whispering “Remember the proper replies are ‘yes, ma’am’ and ‘no ma’am’.”
She unlocks the door and pushes me through. I have just entered death row!
The guard inside leads me to a cell and locks me in saying “Welcome to your last home!”
I look around. There is a bunk and a stainless steel toilet and nothing else and certainly no privacy. From across the aisle in another cell a woman with mock cheerfulness says “Hi, I’m Kathy. Welcome to death row!”
“Hi, I’m Laetitia. I guess we are going be hanged together.”
“I don’t know. I’m supposed to have my ‘Extermination Hearing’ sometime this week” Kathy says matter-of-factly.
“What the hell is an ‘extermination hearing’” I ask her.
“I don’t know. I’ll let you know when it is over” Kathy says “but I doubt anything good for me will come out of it.”
“And what about you; are you on a hunger strike” I ask the woman in the cell next to Kathy’s.
“I wish. I was supposed to be executed the last Saturday of March but I pissed the warden off so my execution was delayed.”
“Isn’t that a good thing” I ask.
“I’m still going to be hanged but instead of weighing 130 pounds they have been nearly starving me so I doubt I weigh 90 pounds now” she says. She can tell I bewildered and adds “All things being equal a 90 pound woman takes longer to strangle than 130 pound woman when she is hanged.”
-LAETITIA
Tree
“Behind you back, cunt” he orders and I know what he means. I wince as the cuffs are cinched tightly around my wrists.
I mock the guard as he roughly drags me to death row saying “Does it make you feel like a man when you can rough up a hand-cuffed woman? Fuck, you don’t even have a bulge in your pants!”
“Fuck you, cunt” he replies. “I’ll bang your cunt long before you are hanged.”
“Damn am I lucky” I say mockingly.
We descend a flight of stairs and I am handed off to a pair of female guards. I call back to the thug that brought me this far saying “Grow a cock so I know when you fuck me!”
The matron hits me in the small of my back with a single knuckle and whispers “Listen, Laetitia, the guard that runs death row is a real bitch. Her only job is to make you presentable to be hanged but beyond that she can make life hell on you. Keep your mouth shut and do what you are told and you will have a few decent weeks before your execution. I’m serious; do not cross her!!!”
She stops me at a door and takes the handcuffs off whispering “Remember the proper replies are ‘yes, ma’am’ and ‘no ma’am’.”
She unlocks the door and pushes me through. I have just entered death row!
The guard inside leads me to a cell and locks me in saying “Welcome to your last home!”
I look around. There is a bunk and a stainless steel toilet and nothing else and certainly no privacy. From across the aisle in another cell a woman with mock cheerfulness says “Hi, I’m Kathy. Welcome to death row!”
“Hi, I’m Laetitia. I guess we are going be hanged together.”
“I don’t know. I’m supposed to have my ‘Extermination Hearing’ sometime this week” Kathy says matter-of-factly.
“What the hell is an ‘extermination hearing’” I ask her.
“I don’t know. I’ll let you know when it is over” Kathy says “but I doubt anything good for me will come out of it.”
“And what about you; are you on a hunger strike” I ask the woman in the cell next to Kathy’s.
“I wish. I was supposed to be executed the last Saturday of March but I pissed the warden off so my execution was delayed.”
“Isn’t that a good thing” I ask.
“I’m still going to be hanged but instead of weighing 130 pounds they have been nearly starving me so I doubt I weigh 90 pounds now” she says. She can tell I bewildered and adds “All things being equal a 90 pound woman takes longer to strangle than 130 pound woman when she is hanged.”
-LAETITIA
Tree
