| *Rated: NC-17 for Language/Sex/Adult Situations *Summary: Prequel to the movie *Disclaimer: I make no claim to any TF&TF Character. 1. The first letter arrived 6 weeks into his incarceration. The handwriting was unfamiliar and swirly, almost pretty. The paper was smudged with grease or oil or some shit like that and was all wrinkled like it had been folded up and stuffed in a pocket. He sat on his bunk in the cell and opened it. Dear Fuckface, Mia is busy studying for finals and trying to get your books in order, so she got me to write for her. She says to tell you that you don't know shit about math and that maybe you should take some remedial classes while you�re locked up. Leon says, �Hang in There� and promises to buy you a hooker when you get out. Vince just hopes your not getting ass fucked by a 400 lb. dude named Tiny�. Letty. Who else would write to him and call him Fuckface? Fuckface?! That girl�s mouth was filthier than most of the cons he was sharing space with. He felt guilty. Hell he�d been found guilty. He felt bad for Mia. He had dumped everything in her lap to take care of and she was still just a kid. He knew she was pissed at him for pounding that guy into a retard. He just hadn�t been able to control his rage and anger and it had concluded in a horrible moment that he could never take back. There had been so much of that pain after he had seen his father die in that wreck. He was getting mandatory counseling for it now. Having nothing better to do he wrote back. He addressed the letter to Mia. Mia, I am so sorry for everything. I wish I could take it all back. I know it�s going to be hard but you got the guys and Letty to help you. I know that doesn�t make up for my not being there, but that�s all I can say. Until I can get out of here and make it up to you. Please don't hate me Mia. I couldn�t control all the stuff I felt after pop died� �What the fuck is up with Letty writing me? Is she bored shitless or something? Doesn�t she have better shit to do other than sit around and write letters to convicts? She should be doing shit, Mia. Teach her to cook or do the books or something. And tell her to write me again� He finished the letter and threw in a little something extra just for Letty. Dear Shit For Brains, Thanks for the letter. Tell Leon to find me one with really big tits, maybe a redhead. Tell Vince that nobody messes with me. I got in a fight the first day I was here. Some old bad ass tried to cut me and I damn near tore his arm out the socket. After that nobody bothered me. Its pretty damn messed up in here. I�m seeing a lot of shit I never thought I would but I sure as fuck aint involved in any of it� �You don't have to write if you don't want to but your letter really kinda cheered me up. Anybody ever tell you that you got a nasty mouth? You talk more shit than some of the cons in here� P.S. You forget you ever heard the term �ass fucking�. Got that? He laughed as he signed it, �Sincerely, Mr. Fuckface�. He wondered if she would write again. She did. 2. Dear Fucker Fuckington, Leon wants to know how big her tits should be and if it matters if she a real redhead? Vince wants to know if you�ve gone over to the dark side and are enjoying a love that dare not speak its name. He walked outta the room laughing about your new boyfriend. You might wanna pound him for that when you get out. Mia says she loves you and misses you and you had better be on your best behavior so that you can get out early. And for your information, the term �ass fucking� is kinda hard to forget. Geez, Dom, I may only be sixteen but I�m not THAT innocent. And besides Leon and Vince have the TV set on skinamax 24-7! �Guess what? I got my license. I�m gonna start racing soon� She signed it Yours Truly, Miss Shit for Brains. The letter was short and left him wanting more. Letty had just turned 16 before he got locked up. Her folks threw the block party to end all block parties. It was kinda funny how he had never really looked at Letty until that night. He had never noticed how pretty she was getting. She had just always been Letty-from-down-the-street. He had been with this knockout blonde with huge tits and fake nails grinding to some song he couldn�t remember now and there was Letty in the middle of the crowd shaking her scrawny booty. She had changed so much from the skinny little 10 year old that had moved into the neighbor hood and latched onto him. At first being a pest and then pretty useful when they figured out her little hands could reach into places in engines where overgrown boys hands couldn�t fit. Now, she was on the verge of becoming stunning. Once the braces were gone and the tits filled out...dawgs would be sniffin around at all hours. He remembered how the blonde had looked like a total skank compared to Letty. His date was wearing barely more than was street legal and watching innocent little Letty Alonzo getting down in baggy cargos and a tank top made that even more evident to him. Maybe his taste in women was improving. Usually he liked to whore around with just about anything. He wasn�t all that picky. Anything to keep his wick wet. He had left the party early when he spotted Letty dancing with a couple of guys her own age. It was nothing, they were just dancing with her, neither of them made any kind of attempt to touch her, but for some reason he had wanted to smash both of them. He had taken the blonde home, banged her for all she was worth and sent her home without a second thought. 3. The letters kept coming. Mia wrote all the time and visited when she could. Letty wrote but never visited. Not even when the team drove up together. She always made some excuse. Not that it bothered him. He didn�t care if she came to see him or not. Well, maybe it bothered him a little. Dear Dumbshit, How�s school? Vince said you grew tits. You might wanna tell him to stop looking. Or maybe you should cover up in the garage. Don't be flashin your shit around, ok? Boys will be boys so don't give them any excuses to mess with you� �Mia said in her last letter that you were fast. Racing I mean. That�s good to hear. If you�re good enough, hopefully I can make some big bucks off your skinny little ass. Damn, I sound like a pimp. Sorry bout that but you know what I mean. I can�t wait to get out of this place and race again. I miss speed� He had wanted to say, �I miss you too� but he didn�t have the balls. After all Letty was what almost 17 now and still had braces AND newly sprouted tits he reminded himself. He hadn�t seen her in so long. He was going on mental pictures now. His mind conjured images of a Letty that probably would never exist. One with a soft, curved body and sultry eyes. Mia had said on her last visit that she put Letty on the payroll. Letty was working her ass off. Damn it, his mind drifted to Letty�s ass. Oh, God was he gonna take Leon up on that hooker the minute he got home! It was another month before Letty wrote again. He was about out of his mind over that. He had come to anticipate her letters like Christmas morning. Made time go by so much faster. That was pretty much all he did. Wait for her letters, work out and attend counseling sessions with inmates who went by names like Psycho and Chainsaw. Dear Sir Fucks-a-lot, Am I hearing some stories about you, Dawg! Leon and V. told me about you getting your cherry popped by that girl who lived over on Climente. What was her name again? Veronica or some shit like that? We all had a good laugh over that one! Did Mia tell you I�m officially your employee now? I guess she figured you might as well pay me since I�m here all the fuckin time� � Guess what? I gotta go to Catholic school now. This girl called me a lesbian because I get off on cars and I couldn�t help myself, I hauled off and knocked the shit out of her. Turned out her old man was a senator or some shit like that so off I go every morning in a fuckin plaid pleated skirt. Life sucks, Dom�. As always she signed it Yours Truly and then whatever name he called her at the beginning of his last letter. That particular one was great! Too many references that his sex starved brain could turn into fantasies. He hadn�t been without a woman that long in�well his whole fuckin life it seemed. The idea of Letty getting off on cars turned into the fantasy of HIM getting Letty off on the hood of a car. And the Catholic schoolgirl shit blew his mind. Fuck! How many more years till he got out? Mia and V. visited shortly after that letter arrived. As usual Letty had an excuse for not visiting. She used work that time. Mia had brought him cookies, most of which Vince ate. They talked about the garage and how well it was doing. Mia talked about Letty. Letty was a good worker now that she was getting paid. Showed up on time and worked over with no complaints. She knew the work and was better than most men at it. Letty this and Letty that�Made him nuts. Mia also reminded him of Letty�s birthday. It was coming up and she wanted him to write her a nice letter and not call her Shithead or Fucknut or anything else for that matter�Mmmm? Did it bother Letty? Did she tell Mia to tell him? She did start it after all�. Fuckface�What a girl! Dear Letty, Happy 17th birthday. Sorry I can�t be there. Tell Mia I said to give you a raise. That�s my gift. I hope you get everything you want. Clothes and shit like that. I know Mia always asks for stuff like that� �Sorry to hear about Catholic school. I�m sure the skank who called you a lesbian deserved to get her nose smashed. I hope your knuckles didn�t get all busted to shit. I know how bad that hurts. Anyway, Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow can�t be all that bad. Besides you only have a few months until you graduate. Given any thought about college? Mia says your grades are good enough to get in where ever you want� �Don't be like the guys and me. Be like Mia. Hell, not that I�m your daddy or shit and I know I don't have any right to tell you shit about shit, but I don't want you fuckin up your life and all� He just signed it Dom. 4. There were no letters for 3 months. Letty had forgotten him. He was sure of it. She was probably dating the captain of the football team at that snotty Catholic school of hers. Some blonde, blue-eyed pretty boy named Skip or maybe Biff, some country club kid. Probably let him screw her every night in the back of a dorky Saab just she could wear his stupid letter jacket. He paced the cramped quarters of his cell. The idea of Letty with some jock made him ill. Not that he had a right to be. She wasn�t his or anything, but still�He was seriously pissed off. Mia hadn�t written or visited either. His own sister had abandoned him. What the fuck was going on? He hated not knowing. On visiting day two weeks later, Mia was there with Leon. Dom was thrilled to see them both and pissed off at the same time. �Where the fuck have you been?� Dom roared. It was no way to greet an obviously tired Mia. �Dom!� Mia jumped at him. She was in no mood for his shit. �I asked you a question. It�s been almost 4 fuckin months since I got one word from you!� Dom was getting madder by the minute. �Letty...� �Letty what, Mia?� �There was an accident, Dom�a bad accident.� Mia looked on the verge of tears. Oh God! Dom sat down before he fell down. Please don't tell me Letty�s dead. Please don't tell me that. He searched Leon�s face for�anything. Leon looked like he had eaten bad oysters. Oh God�it was bad. �Letty�s folks were hit by a drunk driver. Her mom�s dead.� Mia told him in a low voice. �Letty?� The word was out of his mouth before he realized it. �She was with them, Dom, but she�s fine. Well as fine as can be expected. She was hurt Dom. Broke almost every rib and punctured a lung. She got a bad concussion and about a billion stitches. She was really messed up. She�s doing better now but she just hasn�t been up to writing. She said to tell you she was sorry.� Dom�s heart broke for Letty. Losing his mom had been awful. He couldn�t imagine what it must be like for a 17 year-old girl. �Shit! She got nothing to be sorry for! Damn it! Why didn�t you tell me sooner!� �You couldn�t have done shit! We didn�t want to worry you. Letty is special to all of us and we just took time looking after her. Her dad was really lucky; all he got was a broken arm. Other than that not a scratch on him, it�s just that he doesn�t know how to function without Maria. He kinda went into himself and hasn�t come out yet. Letty has sorta been on her own since it happened.� Mia went on to tell him that Letty had decided not to go to college. She was just gonna work at the garage for a while till she decided what she wanted to do. After Mia and Leon left, Dom sat in his cell thinking about Letty. She had lost her mom. Just like him and Mia. She was lucky in a way though, at least she would have memories of her mother. Mia was barely able to walk when their mom died. She only had photographs. He knew that V., Leon and Jesse treated Letty like a little sister and would look out for her. But still he wanted to be there too. He made up his mind to be the best little inmate possible and to get the fuck outta prison as soon as possible. 5. Letty started writing again 2 months later. Her letters were full of the same shit talking as before but there was something different about them. They were more adult, calmer, cooler. Maybe it was all in his head. But whatever it was he always looked forward to her letters and he guarded them as though they were priceless treasures. Dear Dom, Guess you heard. I�m ok. I work a lot, so I don't think about her very much� �Leon is dating a total skank now. She has fake red hair and faker tits. He says he wants to marry her. Make me puke! Vince is drunk all the fuckin time and Jesse finally got laid... �Mia got a bug up her ass about your house so she and I are fixing it up. We made the boys paint the walls while we did the woodwork. It�s all beige and white. Everything looks really nice! You would never know we had a paint fight up in the corner room. It was wild! We looked like a bunch of painted heathens in five shades of beige! Ha-ha wish you could have been there. It was really something. We had to go outside and hose each other down to get all that shit off� Dom stared at the page. Hose off?! Now there was a fantasy! Dripping wet Letty half covered in paint. Damn! That vision would be with him for a while. �Don�t worry; we didn�t touch your room. Mia was afraid we might unleash some kinda of disease if we bothered any of your shit, but we can always paint it once you get home if you want� �I hope you�re doing ok, Dom. I miss you, Fuckhead� Yours truly, Letty. He got about 6 more letters from her before getting paroled for good behavior 2 years into a 5-year term. All of them the same. She was working hard. Leon was dating a blonde, a brunette, an Asian chick. Vince was drunker than shit and Jesse was always trying to get laid or getting laid. Pretty much the same content over and over again. She always called him some name that her mama (God rest her soul) would have smacked her for and said that she missed him. He wondered if that were true. If she really missed him. She never bothered to visit. Not once in the whole two years he was in. He wondered about that too. Why hadn�t she come to see him? He�d wanted to see her grow up and he felt denied. It pissed him off and made his skin burn. Mia picked him up after he was processed out. The ride was long but he had never felt so free. They rolled down the windows and cranked up the stereo. It was all he could do not to hang out the window and scream for joy into the rushing wind. It was great! He couldn�t wait to get home and get back into the garage. Start racing again. Build his rep back up to the badass status he had before he was sent to the joint. Mia told him the garage was doing really well. Letty was bringing in a lot of business. She had an eye for color and detail and people were clamoring for it. Leon, Vince and Jesse were pretty much the same idiots they had always been. She said Dom wouldn�t notice any changes in them. She said he wouldn�t recognize Letty. �Fuck, Mia! How much can one person change in two damn years?� He didn�t believe her. He knew he�d walk into the house and there would be Letty�s scrawny ass taking up space on his couch. �Bet me, Dom. Anything!� Mia was laughing at him. �Laundry duty for a month?� Dom fuckin hated laundry. This was a serious bet and he was more than willing to risk it. How much could she possibly have changed? �Deal! And my whites had better be their whitest!� Mia laughed for the next 15 minutes straight. 6. Home! He was finally home! The fort looked exactly the same as the day he left. Only, was that a fresh coat of paint? Damn, Mia was good! Got the boys to paint the whole fuckin house! He couldn�t wait to see the inside. He flew out of the car and up the steps. Mia was fast on his heels. What a welcome! Jesse leapt out from behind the door onto his back hugging him like damn maniac. Vince and Leon tackled him and doused him with Corona. It was wonderful. They got up laughing and pushed him into the living room where�Letty wasn�t taking up space on the couch. Where the fuck was she? He looked around for her expecting her to jump out at him too, but she didn�t. She wasn�t even there! Leon noticed the look on his face before he could hide it and slapped him hard on the back. �Don't worry, Brotha. She knows that today�s the day. She�ll be around soon. She�s gotta work today. Why don't we go to the garage and you can get caught up on shit. You�re about two years behind on the workload!� He laughed. They waited while he went upstairs to clean up. He wanted to wash all the prison off of him before he saw Letty. He stood in the blistering spray of the shower for what seemed like forever and used a bar of Dove soap for the fist time in 2 years, inhaling it�s clean scent as he ran it over his skin. Pure heaven! He shaved and put on a pair of black cargos and a white wifebeater. Maybe they would all go out after while. He wanted to look good just in case. He wasn�t sure if it was just in case he hooked up or just in case he hooked up with Letty. That idea was still a bit foreign to him but hell, she was 18 now. Nothing illegal about that! No sir, no jailbait for him! They left the Toretto homestead two hours later. As they pulled into the parking lot of the garage he noticed a rather large homeboy handing a wad of money to a very shapely woman standing next to a flaming red viper parked inside the garage. The sun was bright outside and it made the interior of the garage seem dark. He watched as the woman in shadow put the stash of cash into her shirt between what looked to be two very ripe breasts. Was this the hooker Leon promised? �Leon? If that�s what I think it is�I owe you big time, Bro!� He was grinning from ear to ear just imagining the total fuckfest that would take place later that night. The homeboy jumped into a waiting car and sped off. The woman in the garage walked to the entrance and waited, still in the shadows. She stood with her hands over her head resting on a low exposed pipe. The sun caught on her midsection and revealed a tight tummy. She was wearing a tiny little top that bared her stomach and a pair of ripped to shit low rider jeans that barely covered what God gave her. She also wore a huge pair of bulky shit stompers that seemed vaguely familiar. Leon suddenly remembered the hooker he promised to get Dom. �Uh, Dom? Dom!� Dom was outta the car and almost to the garage before Leon could tell him that that was no hooker. Leon parked the car and he, Vince and Jesse ran after Dom. The woman had walked back into the garage and was getting a coke out of the machine. Her back was too him. Damn! What a body! Those jeans dipped down so low they almost showed the crack of her ass. There was only one kind of woman that wore jeans like that. Thank God for Hootchies! 7. Mia pulled up about the time the boys were entering the garage. It looked like they were chasing Dom. She spotted the little Nissan Letty drove out of the corner of her eye. Oh, no! Letty was there. She remembered Leon�s joke about getting Dom a hooker and her mind filled in the blanks. Oh, shit! Dom was about to make a total ass out of himself. She had to get into the garage fast. She wasn�t about to miss that! She barely put the car in park before hauling ass out of it and running into the garage. This was gonna be fun! And she wouldn�t have to do laundry for a whole month! The woman looked to be deciding what to choose. She punched the button for a coke and bent over slightly to wait for it. Leon, Vince and Jesse stood watching at the open entrance of the garage. Mia ran up behind them and pushed her way to the front for a better view of the action. Dom was about to make his move. He walked up behind the woman and got as close as possible, pushing her forward just a little so she was between the humming soda machine and the hard wall of his prison work-out enhanced body. He had a hard on the size of the Golden Gate Bridge. She didn�t have anywhere to go. She straightened and Dom leaned forward thrusting against her ass and brushing her long black hair away from her ear. �Hi.� He growled at her in a tone that said �I don't need to know your name just shut up and spread em.� He ran his hand down her back and grabbed a handful of tight ass in tighter jeans. She jumped a bit but the woman just stood there so he reached around front to see just how big her tits were. When his hand came into contact with one full breast, all hell broke loose. The woman whipped around, her inky hair whirling and punched him dead in the mouth. He stumbled backward and heard the team laughing their asses off. �What the Fuck!� He roared before it hit him. Oh, hell! He�d just molested Letty. 8. Her knuckles were busted to shit but she didn�t care. Dom had come up on her like she was a piece of meat! What the fuck was up with that? �What�s your damn problem, Fuckface!?� She glared at him ready to punch him again if he moved. The team was howling! Mia looked ready to piss her pants. Jesse was doubled over clutching his stomach. Vince and Leon were hanging on each other wiping tears out of their eyes. Letty looked at them. �Somebody wanna tell me what�s so fuckin funny?� She was pissed! Dom just stood there with his jaw hanging open, blood oozing out of his split lip. Geezus, had everyone lost their fuckin mind? �Letty? I�uh, I�� Dom stammered. Leon busted in still laughing, �He thought you were the hooker I�d promised him!� �Shit, Dom! Do I look like a redhead?� She laughed at him as a wide smile spread across her face. God! She was beautiful! Everything about her was beautiful. Her eyes were huge, dark and inky. If he had ever imagined them to be sultry, they were now. Her hair was so much longer than it had been when he left and her body�Geezus! Her body was fuckin PERFECT. Oh God. He realized he would be doing the laundry for the next month. �Mia, you win. I�ll do the laundry.� And he�d do it with a fuckin smile on his face too! Any amount of laundry was worth the handful of ass he had just grabbed. What a way to break the ice. Mia took Dom into the office and showed him how she had gone about redoing his books. They were neat and tidy and made sense now. She certainly had a head for numbers. They were operating in the black. Pretty much because of Letty she told him. Guys from all over came to see about getting her to work under their hoods. She always smiled and then gave them an estimate triple what other garages charged and they always forked over the money anyway. Just to be close to Letty. She was in pretty high demand. Dom wasn�t paying attention. His mind was on Letty. He knew her mind from her letters. He knew her personality and the little things that set her off. He knew she was smart and funny and could be cutting and He knew she was about as bitchy as they got. What he didn�t know was this new form that housed her brain and soul. When had she transformed into�a fuckin goddess? Hell, he had a few ideas about worshipping that he knew would get him busted in the face again. His mind wandered a bit. Wandered right into Letty�s low riders. Shit! He was getting another hard on. What was Mia talking about? Numbers and shit. That would certainly soothe the savage beast. He had to concentrate on Mia or he wouldn�t be able to walk out of the office. the garage as quickly as she could, needing to just get away from him. Leon, V. and Jesse turned and watched her go, understanding her need to escape. Turning back, they scowled at Dom. �Oh, man! You just royally fucked us over. That�s it! She aint coming back!� Jesse sounded like he just might cry. Vince was obviously pissed. He picked up a wrench and considered hurling it at Dom before going to work on a busted up Toyota. Leon walked out of the garage without a word and started kicking gravel around in the parking lot. |