Alex counted eight lounging around talking and laughing.There were two sailors, nervously negotiating with a couple of old pros who had recognized the...r youth and inexperience when they walked in the door.Alex knew that as soon as the prostitutes had the bell- bottoms behind closed doors they'd somehow wheedle more than the agreed price out of them.He shrugged. It was none of his business. The kids would just have to learn the facts of life the hard way.He turned his attention to the women. I was just twenty five then andemployed as a security guard along with seven other guys. Therewere only 120 women prisoners in the reformatory and most of theroutine minding was done by the twenty or so female warders. Theeight men were employed primarily in case of fights betweenprisoners and to subdue any of the women who became violent,neither of which happened often. On this particular day, Ihappened to be on duty and there was a lot of excitement amongthe prisoners because it was known. " Like what?" I don't know sweetie, you're the one who started it with telling me you think Stan wants my ass." Must have had too much to drink," he said and then he changed the subject.When we got home and were undressed and ready for bed I pulled him to me, and because I was curious about his earlier abnormal behavior (abnormal to me anyway) I decided to play with him."Come on sweetie, show me what you would do to me if you were Stan." You want to imagine I'm Stan?" he asked as he slid his. But he did give her a six month severance check!Mom started work a week later at her old agency who'd been elated to have her back. Life returned to normal. School was back in, my senior year had started. I continued to fuck Susie but that was all it was now. And every time I pumped my cock between my girlfriend's legs it was mom's face I saw.I'd practically stopped using the cameras to watch dad and mom making love that fall after school started. Instead I'd started to watch mom more and more.