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Son of a Ditch
by William Neale

Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance
Description: Colby Dawson returns to his southern hometown after serving his country in the U.S. Air Force. Emotionally scarred by a broken relationship, the last thing he wants is another man in his life. But he doesn't count on falling in love with childhood best friend, Kyle McCoy, now a local deputy sheriff. Their relationship seems almost too charmed until a corrupt governor attempts to locate a state prison next door to Colby's family home. His prominent father and brothers organize an illegal protest effort that will force Colby to choose between loyalty to his family -- or to the partner and lover who may have to arrest them. Not only is Colby and Kyle's relationship in jeopardy, one of them will fight for his very life while the other must confront his guilt.
eBook Publisher: MLR Press, LLC/MLR Press, LLC,
eBookwise Release Date: July 2011

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Prologue

"Charlie, you and I have known each other for thirty years and I thought we were friends. What you're telling me now will destroy me politically!" Calvin Simpson, mayor of the city of Moorestown, Tennessee glared at Charles McFall, State Senator from Moorestown and the Republican minority whip in the Tennessee Senate.

"Calvin, we are friends. That's the only reason we're all here. I am trying to get us all on the same page but--"

"Senator, please allow me to interrupt and tell the good mayor the way it is," said Carson Foreman, the Democratic Speaker of the House of the Tennessee House of Representatives, a position he had held for over a decade. "We're going to build a new state university somewhere in East Tennessee. At least seven or eight towns want it. We also need to build a new state prison which zero towns want. The deal is if you get the college, you also take the prison. They go hand in hand. In the interest of bipartisanship, I'm doing my old friend Charlie here a big favor letting Moorestown have first dibs on the school."

"You're blackmailing the City of Moorestown," Simpson snapped. "You and I both know that we're the biggest city in the state without a state college or university. By all rights, we should have this school and, I might add, we stand the best chance of making it successful. We may have only seventy thousand people living in the city but we're the employment, business, shopping, and medical hub for over four-hundred-thousand people in the surrounding Lakeway Region. That is what will ensure the success of this college."

"Nice speech, Mayor, but don't confuse the argument with facts. Frankly, I don't give a shit where this college goes. I had to agree to it so we could get the other new school located in West Tennessee. As far as I'm concerned, East Tennessee should be given back to North Carolina. Then we wouldn't have to deal with all you Republican hillbillies."

Simpson knew he was being called out by a political master and that it was a test to determine if he was worthy of the man's respect. "Frankly, Mr. Speaker, I didn't realize there were enough literate people in Memphis to justify offering them higher education."

"That's a racist slur, sir, and I don't appreciate it. But I'm not surprised that the mayor of a wide place in the road like Moorestown is a hood-wearing bigot."

"You made the connection between literacy and race, Carson--not me--so what does that say about its veracity? And you're calling a blacker man than you a hood-wearing bigot?" Simpson laughed at the irony. "That kind of race-baiting horseshit might get you the crack whore vote in Memphis but the rest of the state is just going to call you Jesse Lite."

"Gentlemen, let's please take it down a few notches," said McFall, the one white man in the Speaker's Nashville office. "There's no need to resort to name calling. What we're trying to do here is to find middle ground--where everybody walks away with what they want."

"That's all warm and fuzzy, Charlie," said Simpson, "but it's also full of crap. You've obviously already made a deal with the devil here but you need me to pull it off. So, let's put our cards on the table. Should I remind both of you that when I tell Moorestown how you two are fucking it over a fat log, neither one of you will get a single vote this fall? Charlie, your political career will be over and Carson, whatever gubernatorial aspirations you have will get nowhere in East Tennessee."

"Cal, the Democrats are calling the shots on this. I had to call in all kinds of personal favors just to get Moorestown to the top of the list for the college. But my hands are tied. I can't deliver it to Moorestown without also taking the prison. The Speaker here has the votes and he controls the budget."

"Listen, Calvin, getting bigots in Moore County to vote for me for governor is not high on my list of expectations. It's solid hillbilly Republican and I'm fucked there whether I send 'em a college or not."

"Despite the fact that I don't like or trust you, Carson, I'll grant that you're a very smart man; which is why I'm surprised you don't see the political opportunity here. For starters, these so-called 'bigots' you're talking about are overwhelmingly white and they've elected a black man mayor three times now by landslide margins. They'll vote for you too if you give them a good reason. So if you want their votes, why would you poison your campaign by showing your hand before you have to? Why not become a hero and send us the college? That decision alone will get you at least a hundred thousand more votes in East Tennessee. Then once you're in office--if you must--then announce we're also getting the prison. I actually have a site near our city landfill that might work quite nicely and nobody in my town will even know it's there. But I can't do a tit for tat deal up front."

"You think I'm that naive? You're betting that I won't get elected governor and that I'm dumb enough to send you the college now and let you take all the political gain. If I don't win the governor's chair, you win both ways because we all know that no Republican governor is going to stuff a prison down the throats of his strongest political base."

"Which is why you're not sending this new prison anywhere near your own political base even though that would be way closer to the homes of both the occupants and their visitors."

"Gentleman, once again, let's please reel this in and try to find a solution," McFall said.

"All right, Mayor," Foreman said. "My polling says I should win this election if I do pick up some extra votes in East Tennessee. Maybe we can both benefit from what you're saying. Tell you what. You endorse my campaign for governor and I'll give Moorestown the college now and the prison once I'm elected."

"No deal. You're black, I'm black, and my constituency is white. You know what they'll think. You first give Moorestown the college, then and only then will I endorse you. I will tell my people that I don't agree with your policies but cannot not support you based on your tremendous gift to our region. But how do we know Governor Atkinson is gonna buy into this?"

"Who gives a shit about Bart? He's a lame duck who has already retired on the job. So Mayor, if I agree to this, what will you tell all the good white folk in your town when I'm in the governor's mansion and announce you're getting a prison on this site you're talking about?"

"That you're a goddamn son of a bitch two-faced lying Democrat from Memphis who oughta be impeached then hung from a tree by his balls."

"Calvin..." Foreman grinned and shook his head. "I think I can do business with you. No wonder they say you're one of the best lawyers in the state."

* * * *

"That was not the most pleasant experience I've ever had, Calvin," Charlie McFall said as they walked down the long hallway leading from the Speaker's chambers. "How are we going to explain a prison in Moorestown?"

"Jobs, Charlie. Lots of 'em in a region that needs them. We just can't let anyone think we actually don't mind having it. If they put it out there next to the landfill it won't be in anybody's backyard and our people won't object--at least not too much. Besides, I'll make you a prediction right here and now. We'll get the new college but there will never be a state prison built in Moore County, Tennessee."


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