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"Jesse" Sex, Sweat and Shame Behind the Badge
"Jesse" Sex, Sweat and Shame Behind the Badge
"Jesse" Sex, Sweat and Shame Behind the Badge
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The death of a 23 year old gay student and the trial of his straight police officer lover became big news in the university town of Columbia Missouri. This tale describes the horrific lengths a man will go to - in order to protect his job, his reputation and his marriage from the public exposure of his illicit homosexual affair.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRodd Clark
Release dateJan 13, 2014
ISBN9781311435675
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    "Jesse" Sex, Sweat and Shame Behind the Badge - Rodd Clark

    Jesse

    SEX, SWEAT AND SHAME BEHIND THE BADGE

    By

    Rodd Clark © 2013

    All Rights Reserved – Smashwords Edition

    Cover Art by Nathan Mark Phillips

    Used by Permission

    http://www.nathanmarkphillips.com

    Notes from the author:

    The account of the murder of Jesse James Valencia and the subsequent trial of Steven Rios are public record. I have used no images of Jesse Valencia with respect to his family, the only photograph images are used with permission of the Columbia Daily Tribune’s coverage of the trial. All information is public access including the 2007 Missouri Court of Appeals Case WD65708 –appellant Steven Arthur Rios v State of Missouri

    Dedicated to Linda

    You never bury the dead son…not really. We take them with us…it’s the price of living.

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    Running barefoot, the young man slipped in the soft earth, breathing hard - he was scared and disoriented. His head was reeling in a fog of alcohol, fear and adrenaline. As he ran he could hear the sound of heavy breathing behind him…his attacker was close and gaining on him with the speed of a cheetah. He dared not slow down but it all seemed too inevitable. Feeling the force of strong arms grab him from behind, he was thrust backwards and regardless of how hard he tried to pull away, he could not seem to escape the grip of the man who had pinned him. He was being choked by arms that circled his neck, trying desperately to get oxygen back into his lungs, but all he could do was grapple with the man and try to break away…just to be able to breathe again. He tried to cry out, wanted to get his attacker to see him as someone who wants to live, and what his actions were doing to him. He thought if he could just allow the man to see it in the cold light of dawn, all the anger that had escalated into this flight for life would stop. It would all seem as if it were circumstances blown way overboard. He tried to wrestle the arms from around his neck, and he once again tried to speak, tried to beseech his attacker to stop. But he was unable to breathe, much less cry out for mercy.

    He tried to wrench his body sideways to gain some leverage from the man who had chased him, but he was held tight. He heard heavy, labored breathing in his ear and the grunts of a man extending physical exertion to bind them together. He could barely feel his feet now, like when he sat too long in class and his feet would fall asleep, he wanted to move again and regain his footing, to stretch and awaken his unconscious numbing legs. With everything that was occurring he found that he was remembering being in class at the university, like when he would be half-listening to a professor’s lecture, while still recovering from a night of drinking and dancing. How he wanted to feel that way again…how even such a miserable hung-over morning like that, would still be preferable to this. But he was finding that the alcohol and lack of air was making him sleepy. He remembered wanting to lie down in the early morning grass and just drift off to sleep. But just before he could forget and escape what was happening, to float away to some dreamlike place, he felt a thin cold blade at his neck. It was enough to almost jog him back into the world, but before he could concentrate on it, he felt the blade slice across his neck. There wasn’t pain as one would think, but he felt his neck become wet and warm and he thought of his

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