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TxM6: The Lives of Laurie Fallon (DOB 1965).
(1976) Part I. M/g incest drugs
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YEAR OF THE FIRE: 1976

Everyday is the day after something.

January 7, 1976 was the next day after a Gainesville trailer fire killed
three of five children living in a doublewide at the Gully Hollow Trailer
Court.

Everybody knew life in the hollow was shit. No one really picked up
the garbage or got rid of the abandoned cars and trucks that littered
the grounds. No one cared how the slime pit looked. Perhaps they
liked that the trailer park strung between a garbage dump and a
swamp sat like a wart on a drunk's nose.

Billy Reese, a local drug addict, pimp and pusher was said to have
rescued two of his kids from the fire.

It is true that Billy Reese Symthe was badly burned saving Laurie, 11 and
his own daughter, Beatrice, 4. Drunk, he was incoherent immediately after
the fire, but he staggered out bringing the children to safety.

That was the story Billy had told the police and the one that the local
newspaper had printed.

Laurie backed up her stepfather hugging the man as he stood still half
drunk in the shadow of the police cars and fire trucks. Billy didn't know
at the time that Laurie had set the fire and that Billy had a hardon.



2.

Billy Reese was a pedophile and a child smut peddler.

When he was drunk or not he sexually abused all the children in the
household. He slept with the 11 year old twins Laurie and Ariel. They were
"his girls" as he put it. Helena, mother of the children, participated in
the outrage. Billy made one his livings selling child porn. He also sold
smack, nose candy and weed. Billy was a popular drug dealer

Once a month he met a guy in Gainesville who took him to a warehouse
where the sick pictures were taken.

Ariel complained about the hard work but Billy favoring the girl,
and blamed Laurie.

He paid the girls off in fancy clothes and let them do generally what they
pleased. Both girls worked hard to please Billy. What else did they know?
He beat Laurie but not Ariel if they behaved.

Laurie, fucked up and jealous by the "attention" Billy gave to her twin
sister played with fire to stop the upsets and release her pain.

Dropping matches into a garbage pail, mesmerized by the smell of
the burning paper, Laurie did not expect the fire to spread to the
newspapers behind the grease cans under the sink.

When the fire exploded, Laurie woke Billy and led the drunken man
and her sister to safety.

Laurie repressed the memory of starting the fire, but she
continued the myth --that it was Billy who had saved their lives.

The next day at the local bar where Billy drank, some proclaimed Billy the
hero. That was hard for some to take. Two years earlier, a fifteen year had
old claimed that Billy was the father of her daughter. Folks at the bar
didn't know what Billy sold child porn. He got away with the paternity
case. It was assumed the girl was a slut. Everyone thought they knew what
Billy did.

After "the fire," talk at the bar shifted quickly from blaming Billy.
Someone had to be held responsible.

One wag asked about the whereabouts of Helena the mother of the dead
children. Where was she when the fire started? Many said she shouldn't have
been working. Billy paid the rent, and kept them in drugs, but Helena
worked at the WA WA for the rest. There was more.

After the fire, a few compared the tragedy to the recent Florida Governor
Scandal. Context is important to crime and punishment. Seems this actor and
brother to the former Governor of Florida, Donald Hall, had been convicted
for murdering the nineteen-year old boyfriend of his fifteen-year old
daughter. Daughter had testified that her father had raped her when she was
seven. "We fucked for years," the daughter cried on the witness stand.
"When I started to fuck other guys, my dad couldn't take it. He murdered
Ronnie and beat the shit out of me when he caught us fucking."

Daughter claimed that her mother joined them when she fucked her father.
"We would all drink and screw," she said showing little emotion. "I had two
abortions by the time I was fourteen. Daddy got away with it as long as he
kept it in the family."

Scandal made the front pages sizzle long time, but in the trailer park
hollow, "THAT FIRE" as it came to be called eventually became more
important news.

You might expect the low life Billy Reese to get off on children
considering how he pawed at them, but there were always skeptics. "Fuck,
Billy has every cunt in the country after his ass, one guy sitting at the
bar said, as he drank his beer and guzzled a cheeseburger too fast. "Man I
ain't jealous, I got so many I can't puke up enough beer time to fuck 'em
all, but I knows Billy likes them cherry. Don't blame him really"

"Those Kids better off dead," the Gully Bar's bartender/owner Jay said,
downing a shot.

The mother works hard stocking shelves, Jane Willis, a woman about 55
offered. "She's not a bad woman. Works hard. Don't you think that lady had
enough shit in her life? Why we making it worse with our bullshit. After
all, she was at work. Billy was supposed to watching them kids -- not
sleeping his drunk.

"Fuck your ugly ass Jane," a tall man balance on one leg playing pool said.
"The Mother's a slut. Somebody better put her in jail. I know that for a
fact. She blew me in this bar for twenty just last week, and she wasn't
even drunk"

"What about that fuck Billy," the barmaid said disgusted. "He is a real
shit, but he knows to keep his hands off me or my kids."

"What the fuck do you know Bitch," the bartender said pouring drinks one
after another spilling the booze.

"Clean it up," the bartended shouted at the barmaid."

"Fuck you," the barmaid said, sitting down. "I am on fucken break. You run
the place, moron," she glowered at the barkeep pulling her top down trying
to cover her bare belly.

"That fucken Billy's no hero, shit," May Lynn, a dark handsome woman
wearing a hardly nothing top and shorts cut to expose her cunt in the best
ways possible said, but we sure like the shit he sells. We are all liars if
you ask me?"

"Who'd fuck you May," some old dude shot out as he carefully got off his
stool. "You been sucking your daddy's dick when you were five," the coot
snickered.

"I heard Billy's badly burned. Cops got him."

"No, he's back home living with one of his hookers while Helena's in the
nut house. Got her locked down somewhere."

"They deserve each other. Nothing is ever fair," you know that, the barmaid
spoke up. They should take him out behind that jail and blow his brains
out."

"Shit, how they get Billy's cock out of Helena," an old woman drinking
shots at a table said. "Had to do surgery," she spat as she got up and
staggered towards the door. "Think I'm gonna be sick.

Finally, just before the talked turned to the baseball games and stock car
races, a girl, about sixteen, just barely old enough to drive said. "I hear
the oldest girl fucked up them kids. That's what my cousin said anyway, but
my relative's a fucken liar." Works for the Sheriff. Sucks enough dick."

"What the fuck you know girl, the bartender scratching his head pounded a
night stick against the bar, turning to this guy about 40, bartender said.
"Get your whore fucken girlfriend out of here, Stoke. She's not legal and
cops are 'round."

Stoke looked up at the bartender and told him to shut the fuck up or he
would have to have the splinters removed by a dentist.

"I own these fucken cops," he said. "She's old enough when I let her blow
you when you whine that you ain't got any lately. I let you have it cheap.
Don't I?"

"Fuck you. Fuck Reese. Fuck the whore of a mother," the bartender rang up
the cash register and put the bills in a paper bag. Now all of you get the
fuck out of here. Last call."










End Part I The Life of Laurie Fallon Gainesville, Florida, 1976.











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