I get a really big surprise

I went home that night after finishing my rounds for the day and decided just to veg out on the couch for the night. I was so drained from my encounter with the woman on my rounds, I didn’t even know her name for Christ’s sake, that I could not think of doing much else. I plopped down on the couch and stated watching the football game that was on while I tried to decide if I cared enough to eat. I was just so damn tired from the day.

I heard a dog barking out behind the house and I got up to see what was going on. I peeked out the window and noticed movement in my backyard. Men were out there; several men were working there way through the bushes in my back yard. I went to the front door just in time to hear a loud, sharp knocking. Whipping open the door I was slammed backwards as two cops in full riot gear bull rushed me, jamming me into wall and punching me in the stomach knocking the breath out me. Then they let me collapse to the floor in a moaning heap.

A big thug of a cop in suit walked up to me and said, “Roy Barnes?”

I groaned out a, “Yeah I’m Roy Barnes, what the fuck is this about.”

He ignored me and continued, “Roy Barnes you are under arrest for the **** and sodomy of Janice Winters…”

Then he stared to read me my rights and I quit listening as my mind exploded in questions, ****…? Sodomy…? Who the fuck was Janice Winters? Then just as he finished it all came crashing back to me. I stood up shakily to my feet. The dumb bitch from my route had turned me in, what the fuck was going on. I started to talk, “I didn’t **** her, far from it she was begging me to. I have no idea…”

The big cop punched me in the stomach sending me crashing to floor again, “I didn’t ask you to tell me anything other than yes or no to the question I asked. Do you understand these rights as I have described them to you?”

I moaned out a yes and stood up again to my feet. The big cop spun me around and massed my face into the wall of my entryway. He pulled my hands around and cuffed them; the pain in my wrists was intense as he squeezed the cuffs too tightly.

“Hey those are too tight, I objected.

My face was rammed into the wall again causing stars to explode in my head.

“You want resisting arrest added to the charges to pervert?” he bellowed in my ear.

I went along meekly after that and soon found myself in the back of a police car out front of my house. The big cop was back, his ugly face shoved up against me in the back of the cop car, “We are going to tear your house apart as we search for evidence. Anything you want to tell us about now?’’

No, I have nothing to hide, I answered as calmly as I could.

“All right,” he said to me. “Do it the hard way if you want.” Then he said to the cop in the front seat of the car, “Take him down to the station Dave. I want him in a room when I get there.”

The cop took off with me in the backseat and soon I was looking out the back window of a cop car; not the place I ever expected myself to be looking out of. The whirlwind at the station was a nightmare, booked, printed, DNA tested, mug shot, and then shoved into a room with one wall a big mirror. Like every person in America didn’t know what was behind the mirror. Thankfully they had released my swollen wrists when I got to the station, but the cuffs and now leg irons were still on. I was chained to the heavy table, like I was going to try and make a break for it, and I sat there waiting. The adrenaline rush of the whole event was wearing off and I was more tired than I had ever been in my life. I sat wondering what the hell would happen next.