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Case #34 - The People Vs Jeff Fleming (Got Milk Babes?)

Case #34 - The People Vs Jeff Fleming (Got Milk Babes?)

     As many of you know Jeff Fleming is a registered sex offender, or should be. It's been alleged that, in the early to mid '90's, Deputy Fleming would drive his new partners up to the area of 124th St. and Broadway.  This is just south of the area known as "south central" in Los Angeles.  At that location, Fleming would allegedly initiate a consensual encounter with a woman named Samantha Ross.   Samantha Ross looked like she might be in her 40's at the time, maybe older.  Black don't crack, so it was hard to tell.  She was attractive at any rate.  She was quite friendly with the deputies that patrolled her area and would flag us down to talk.  She could always be found walking around late at night in a fancy evening gown, with her hair and nails all done up.  She always looked like she was heading out to the, "red carpet", at the Academy Awards, or something.  At the time, this was a good area to make arrests for guns, dope, burglaries, robberies and stolen cars, so she kind of stood out.

     Miss Ross claimed she was the sister of the famous singer, Diana Ross. An internet check shows that Diana Ross had four brothers and two sisters.  None of them were named "Samantha".  On the other hand, Samantha Ross used to carry around a large photo album.  In this album were photos of Samantha Ross at various star studded events with various celebrities.  The one photo that I remember was of her at a dinner table with Aaron Spelling and several other people.  So I don't know if she was really Diana Ross' sister, or not.  She swore up and down she was.  I guess I should have asked her to sing, but at the time, we all just took her word for it.  Looking back, I suppose she was a little dingy.  But, aside from her walking around, late at night, in a "high crime area", in fancy dresses, while carrying a big fat photo album and claiming to be Diana Ross' sister, she seemed normal.

     None of the deputies referred to Samantha by her real name.  We were big into nicknames and Samantha's nickname (given to her by Jeff) was, "The Milk Babes", or  just, "Milk Babes".   The nickname referred to the fact that, despite her age, "The Milk Babes", was in a perpetual state of lactation. Fleming allegedly had a tradition of introducing his new partners to, "The Milk Babes". During the introduction, Jeff would allegedly ask Samantha to show his new partner why she was called, "The Milk Babes". "The Milk Babes" would then lean, or squat down, so that her ginormous chest (my guess would be that they were one to one and a half gallon jugs) was about even with the passenger side window.  She would bare one, or both, of her milk filled breasts and squirt the new partner with her breast milk! These were county employees that Deputy Fleming was allegedly having squirted with breast milk.

VERDICT- Jeff Fleming this court finds you guilty of Milking the County.

SENTENCE- You are hereby ordered to eat a package of Oreos and you will dunk them in milk provided by "The Milk Babes"....  Yeah, I know it's been around two decades, so what?...  Well, if it's curdled, that's just too bad you.

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