How GOD Delivered Marcella Prine...
Marcella “Marcy” Prine was living the good life that all 14-year-old teenagers dream of: nice ranch-style home on Lake Springfield, in ground heated pool, straight-A student. My parents: John and Carolyn have taken me to church each Sunday morning and night. John Prine my father was a very successful lawyer, senior partner in the Prine-Walters PA law firm. Everything was just perfect, until about 2:00 a.m. one night in the spring of 1968: Marcy got up and went to the kitchen for a drink. On the way back to my room, I noticed a light under the door to my parent’s bedroom. I stopped, put my ear up to their door, and listened; my young heart hit the floor as I heard my father telling my mother how Tommy Walters has become a local crime boss.
At school, I knew a couple girls my age that had told me they were to turning tricks for Tommy’s friends, OR… Get gang raped by a bunch of outlaw bikers that run for the Big Boss out of Tulsa. Both had run away from home when they were twelve, shortly got picked up by Springfield Police. The Greene County Home for Run-away Girls is where they both now live. To get food, nice clothes, and a bed, they have to do sexual favors for Walters friends. This takes place seven nights a week, older rich businessmen, Branson entertainers, politicians, and of course local police officers. Their stories have been very intriguing but did sound very far off base. I remembered Tommy has told me, I looked good enough to eat, I had always let it fly on by without giving anything a second thought.
Being only fourteen, I had never been out on a real date with a boy; there is a neighbor guy that comes over to use the pool when my folks are not home. It’s fun being sneaky with Jeff who is a senior. We like to snuggle and run our hands over the other person’s young body. We hug and kiss, I usually stroke him off a few times during each week for the last couple of years. That is as far as I’ve ever went, well I do get a lot of practice sucking on his lollypop. I’ve talked to my mom about what we are doing. Mom just tells her daughter: “Keep your pants on and you won’t have any problems.”
Next morning, her mom wakes Marcy up for school and has special instructions. “Your father and I are flying to Nashville on business. There are TV dinners in the frig; we’ll be back home late, so don’t wait up for us.” Your father’s law partner Tommy Walters has gotten involved with organized crime: murder for hire, teenage prostitution, extortion, and anything if the price is right. John has talked with local judges, a federal prosecutor, and a congressman. It turned out they are all doing business with Tommy, “Just keep your mouth shut and enjoy the profits.”
