Bag of Soap

By Dick Johnson I was in the county jail. I won’t say which one. But, I was locked up in a cell block with 6 other guys. We were all awaiting trial. The cell block was made up of 2 cells with bunks, connected by a day room, with a table. The jail was overcrowdedContinue reading “Bag of Soap”

Dirty Blog 7

By Dick Johnson (The Dirty Blog is a series where a criminal posts a blog, like anyone else would. Click on The Dirty Blog category to see more.) I was at the apartment and had just gotten out of the shower when I heard a knock on the door. Normally, I wouldn’t answer unless IContinue reading “Dirty Blog 7”

That Money

By Seamus O’Leary The hood was ripped off Darrel’s head and he found himself strapped to a metal folding chair in a basement somewhere. He was next to a long haired guy who was strapped down also. In front of him stood two men, a well built guy who held a pistol and a giantContinue reading “That Money”

Dirty Blog 6

By Dick Johnson I was at work at the hardware store today, when the Parole Officer showed up. He’s been showing up more often lately. I wonder if he knows something. He’s a dick, but I can’t really complain because he gives me a lot of leeway. He wanted me to piss in a cupContinue reading “Dirty Blog 6”

Pole Dancer

By Seamus O’ Leary Jack and Nubs stormed up to the front of the South side Projects building. Jack went in the front door while Nubs went around to cover any routes of escape. Jack took the stairs, like he always did. He hated the confined space of the elevator, and prided himself on beingContinue reading “Pole Dancer”

Do You Like Masks?

By Dick Johnson Gary Longbow stood at the entrance to Bath Smells Galore in the mall; He had a little table set up where he had a display of scented hand sanitizers. A man and a woman came to the entrance and started to enter. “Excuse me! But, could you please sanitize your hands beforeContinue reading “Do You Like Masks?”

One Night

By Chris Bunton I never knew they existed, but this one is staring at me…two twin girls; one shy, the other bold. Apparently that one night in Bangkok, was not the end. “You’re my daughters?”  I asked. They smiled in exactly the same way as their mother, and nodded their heads. They stood on myContinue reading “One Night”

The Dirty Blog 3

By Dick Johnson (This is number 3 in a series. You can find the others here.)      That $400 wasn’t much, and I feel bad for cracking my boss like I did. At least that was until he complained about my being late. I’m seriously tired of him. I might destroy something in the storeContinue reading “The Dirty Blog 3”