I have continued to think about things that I have said with
regard to other homosexuals in prison. Emotionally, I feel as if I have become
a traitor to my own people and so, I feel as if it warrants some further
explanation. First though, I need to paint a portrait of the homosexuals we are
talking about.
The greater majority of male homosexuals in prison, for whatever
reason, take on a female persona. They do not live as females on the street,
and yet they do in prison. I have yet to figure out exactly why that is. I
simply accept it. Over the years, I have known many in the prison system and
they are all unique in their own way. The problem is that they totally become
transfixed by penises. I can’t honestly
say I blame them. There are penises everywhere. We are naked so much that it is
a very normal sight.
So the homosexuals who come to prison, and take on a female
identity, usually choose to be called by a feminine ‘handle’ or name. I will
give a brief rundown of the ones that matter. Mind you, some have become quite
infamous along the way.
Dee
Dee is an overweight Native American whom I befriended in county
Jail. We began our time together in maximum security and ironically, were
transferred to a medium custody yard together. On the bus ride, we were
shackled together. Dee explained to me that she was going to affiliate with the
Mexican Americans, instead of the Native Americans because she liked Mexican
men. I warned her that it would be risky, but she did it anyway. We were only on the yard for four hours
before she was assaulted by the Native Americans. I watched in horror, but was
thankful that it wasn’t me. I know how badly that sounds, but again, one must
survive.
Coco
Coco is a bi-racial man who had long hair, a gold tooth and wore
clothing so tight, you would have an easier time putting toothpaste back into
the tube. Coco was all about business, He had an actual menu for sexual favors:
Blow
Job 4 honey bunsHand Job 2 honey buns
Kissing Cup of coffee
Sex $10.00 of store credit
The most amazing part, was that Coco’s locker was always
overflowing with food and he was always working.
Gigi
Gigi was a frail, dark chocolate man with a lazy eye. Word on the
yard was that Gigi gave the best blowjob in the state. The problem was, Gigi
was a heroin addict and guys would have to pay him with drugs for his service,
If Gigi was high before the oral sex began, you were taking a chance that he
would nod off, or pass out during the process. It actually made many guys angry and
they wanted their money back.
Vicki
Vicki was a tall white man that had a penchant for black guys. In
prison, having sex with a person of another race is strictly taboo. Vicki
however, took every opportunity available. He would go into someone’s cell to
“play a game of chess”. Funny thing was, the game was usually over in about 4
minutes. When Vicki would exit the cell, there would always be a huge, cheesy
grin on his face. Vicki and I did not get along because he wanted to be called
Jason, but the name Vicki had already stuck and I always called him that.
Kay
“Ms. Kay”, as I call her, is probably one of the most sought after
homosexuals in the system. He is a beautiful man and an even more beautiful
woman. He wore fitted clothes, make up and permed long hair. He also had an ass
that spoke to the men. We are actually friends because Kay happens to know how
to do time. He doesn’t sleep around, but rather, prefers to be in
relationships. He can fight amazingly well and doesn’t play games.
Chris
Chris is a 52 year old ex drag queen from San Francisco. He and I
became instant friends and have remained that way. He has been in prison for 23
years and knows everything there is to know about doing time. I have a
tremendous amount of love for him and hope to see him again soon.
Certain homosexuals like Vicki, Coco and Gigi, cause huge amounts
of drama on the yard and between the races. It is because of that, that inmates
at the more aggressive yards in the state will not allow them to be housed
there. The yard that I am currently on, is
one of those yards. The administration though, will try to house anyone here.
(why wouldn’t they?) It is not their fault because everyone should be allowed
to live here. It is our fault, the inmates. We are the ones telling them to
leave and they cannot stay. It breaks my heart when I see this, because there
was a time when I was being told to ‘leave’. (I will explain later, but it is
true.)
There are exceptions. Certain homosexuals are allowed to stay if
an inmate who has served over 10 consecutive years, or is an OG (old gangster)
vouches for and takes responsibility for them. I have been on this yard for
almost a year now and have yet to see someone stand up and vouch for a
homosexual who was brought here.
Because of who I am, and the respect that I have earned, I can
voucher, but I do not . And that makes me a ‘traitor’ in a way. (I could only
imagine myself vouching for Chris or Kay should they show up. ) But again, I must
survive here. If I vouch for one, and they cause a problem, then I am the one responsible.
The end result, would not be good for me. Not good at all.
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