Poor Boy, Rich Man

By R. Richard

The beginning of the end is when Freddy Prinz somehow manages to get into a security area at a military base. I’m working at a computer console when Freddy grabs me, shakes me and snarls something about my coming back to work at the Lozenge Corporation. I black out during times of physical violence, so I remember nothing until I’m standing over the crumpled form of Freddy Prinz, on the floor. It then rains MPs and even city police. I get arrested. I ask, “What am I being arrested for?”
The police officer snarls, “They’ll tell you that when they book you, downtown.”
I tell the police officer. “I am demanding my lawyer, NOW!”
The police officer snarls, “You’ll get a lawyer, when we decide.”
I then get cuffed and manhandled into a black and white police car. I then get driven down to headquarters and manhandled up to a window.
The police officer snarls, “You can book wise ass here, he got an attitude. He beat up another guy, real bad.”
The officer behind the window says, “Officer Sessions, there are procedures to be followed, before we book a citizen into custody.”
I tell the man behind the window, “I have demanded a lawyer. I can pay for a lawyer. I will not answer questions, until I have my lawyer.”
Officer Sessions says, “The perp is named Jud Ahrm, A.h.r.m. The charge is assault and aggravated battery.”
The man behind the window says, “Mr. Jud Ahrm, you are being charged with assault and aggravated battery under California Penal Code 242 PC.
I tell the man behind the window, “I have demanded a lawyer. I can pay for a lawyer. I will not answer questions, until I have my lawyer. My lawyer is Gregory Ray Callaman.”
I am then frog marched into some sort of holding room. There’s no water and no toilet facilities in the room. (You must understand that I am not a criminal. If I were a criminal, I would get much better treatment, under the law. As a miserable tax paying citizen, I have few real rights.)
I tell the officers, who are frogmarching me, “I have demanded a lawyer. I can pay for my lawyer. I will not answer questions, until I have my lawyer. The hours that I have to wait to talk to my lawyer will come out of your city budget money.”
The officers just laugh at me.
I look around the room. There is a fold down bunk, no mattress, just a bare metal bunk. The room is carpeted, but there are no other furnishings, just the bare metal bunk.
How long will they keep me in my little cell? Alright, the rest of you spent your time in school reading, ‘The Women of Marblehead’ and ‘The Merchant Of Venice.’ You can’t really think. Let me do your thinking for you. What if they just leave me in my little carpeted cell until I die of thirst? I am a man, not a woman or a foreign merchant. I urinate, I defecate. But wait, you say, you can’t urinate, or defecate on a carpeted floor. Oh yes I can. If I urinate or I defecate, someone has to clean up the mess. The someone is a UNION janitor. A union janitor does not clean urine or stool from a carpeted area. A union janitor has lawyers. A union janitor has union brothers and/or sisters who vote. A union janitor does not clean urine or stool from a carpeted area, no way, no how.
I select a clean looking area of carpet. (Someone may have previously urinated, or defecated on a carpeted floor.) I do some push ups, I do some sit ups, I do some, Hung Gar punches, I do some sophisticated northern style kicks.
I then get a visit from Julien.
Julien lectures me, “I am Julien, a legal clerk, working for Gregory Ray Callaman. You realize that we do financial law, not criminal law.”
I lecture Julien, “Listen carefully, you are not just Julien, a legal clerk, you are Julien, a witness for Gregory Ray Callaman. Gregory Ray Callaman has a client who is being illegally held in a room with no water and no toilet facilities. Gregory Ray Callaman is going to sue the city for every cent that the city has, including parking meter change.

• Language: English
• Publisher: R. Richard
• Release date: Aug 19, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005174309

R. Richard

I'm the co-author, with Sunset Thomas, of Anatomy of An Adult Film.I have 48 novels and over 299 short stories currently published.I spent my early years in the part of Los Angeles known as the South Central. I was known as Whi' Boy, which was sufficient to identify me in that place. I'm a skilled Kung Fu player, using a system that I learned from a Korean I knew only as 'Pak.' It would be easier to tell you the places that Pak wasn't wanted by the police, rather than the places where he was wanted by the police. Pak's Kung Fu system, augmented by some bits and pieces from some Chinese practitioners is quick and effective, or I wouldn't be alive today.My early education was mostly obtained by stealing books from the public library (I always returned them and the Librarian even began to provide me with reading lists.) I did go to high schools, but I never really learned anything there. I eventually graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles, UCLA, with a degree in mathematics.I work as a Systems Analyst and also make a part of my living as a professional gambler (legal in Nevada.) I write science fiction and erotica. My published novels are:Anatomy of An Adult Film (With Sunset Thomas)1. Second Chance: God Killer2. Second Chance: Sky Pirate3. Second Chance: Scroll Seeker4. Second Chance: King of The Islands5. Second Chance: King of Zaya6. Second Chance: Duke of Averon7. Second Chance: King of Golomon8. Second Chance: King Of The Sky9. Second Chance: Warlord of Ifrequeh10. Second Chance: King of Ariby11. Second Chance: King of Mesodania12. Second Chance: King of Avuls13. Second Chance: King of Kemet14. Second Chance: King of Zorran15. Second Chance: King of Two Worlds16. Second Chance: King of Averon17. Second Chance: King's Duties18. Second Chance: King of The New WorldAdventurer: Simulation ProblemAdventurer: Pannar ProblemA Programmer's GambitAmateur StripperBeach MurdersBondage HouseCorporate Sex SlavesFriday NightGo Naked In The SoftwareGrasshopper WinterInvoluntary NudeLayoffNot A HeroPirates of The KeysSummer of SexThe LakeThe Last Moon DanceThe Nude Adventures of Plain JaneThe Secret Life of Wanda WilsonTails of the Pussycat LoungeTo Keep A JobTopless RestaurantToy WhoresVix: The MarineWayward BoyShort Stories:A Christmas Visit

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Poor Boy, Rich Man

By R. Richard © 2021

The following is a work of fiction. The characters and events are entirely imaginary and any resemblance to actual characters or events is a coincidence.

Chapter 1: You Just Have To Do What You’re Told To Do

The beginning of the end is when Freddy Prinz somehow manages to get into a security area at a military base. I’m working at a computer console when Freddy grabs me, shakes me and snarls something about my coming back to work at the Lozenge Corporation. I black out during times of physical violence, so I remember nothing until I’m standing over the crumpled form of Freddy Prinz, on the floor. It then rains MPs and even city police. I get arrested. I ask, What am I being arrested for?

The police officer snarls, They’ll tell you that when they book you, downtown.

I tell the police officer. I am demanding my lawyer, NOW!

The police officer snarls, You’ll get a lawyer, when we decide.

I then get cuffed and manhandled into a black and white police car. I then get driven down to headquarters and manhandled up to a window.

The police officer snarls, You can book wise ass here, he got an attitude. He beat up another guy, real bad.

The officer behind the window says, Officer Sessions, there are procedures to be followed, before we book a citizen into custody.

I tell the man behind the window, I have demanded a lawyer. I can pay for a lawyer. I will not answer questions, until I have my lawyer.

Officer Sessions says, The perp is named Jud Ahrm, A.h.r.m. The charge is assault and aggravated battery.

The man behind the window says, "Mr. Jud Ahrm, you are being charged with assault and aggravated battery under California Penal Code 242 PC.

I tell the man behind the window, "I have demanded a lawyer. I can pay for a lawyer. I will not answer questions, until I have my lawyer. My lawyer is Gregory