Alt. Black Sissies Lives Matter

The wind blew through your long thick weave as you let up the car window. The fall air refreshing but a little too chilly for your liking. You drove quickly to the beauty salon to get to work on time.

Then you heard a loud sound coming from behind you. You look at the rear view mirror to see red and blue flashing lights. A cop is pulling you over. You didn't thought you was speeding but you pull over to the side of the dirt road.

You wait patiently for the police. You wanted this to be over quick as lightening. You let down the window and look at the handsome white cop walking towards the driver door.

He looks you over seeing a cute tall dark gorgeous woman in the car. His hands on either side of his waist band of his pants. He spoke clearly and concisely.

"You know how fast you were going miss."

You said. "Couldn't have been over the speed limit officer."

He barks out switching his demeanor. "No need to take that tone of voice ma'am."

"What but I wasn't...

He cuts you off. "Out the car now." His hand yanks out his gun from his hostel.

You step out with your hands up in the air. Your cute sundress cutely hung snugly around your body. Your round bad mama jama almost bottoming out of the yellow dress. You stood an inch taller than the sandy hair officer.

You said a little scared. "Please I ... I... I don't want to get .... Get..."

He shouts. "Turn around and place your hands on your car. No... Walk behind my car and do it."

There is no cars in sight to help you. You knew you didn't want to end up like your brothers and sisters. But you didn't want to follow this cracker orders.