Even as I was handcuffed and put in a holding cell to wait for the prison bus to come, all I could do was think of the next six years. I wished I hadn...��t tried to look so nice for the hearing. With my hands cuffed behind my back it made my 36C breasts more prominent. For two hours I sat in the holding cell with other women. Some of them kept looking at me and smiling. Of course I had heard all the horror stories of prison and I knew what they must have thought. I was thinking the same thing. Whilst Drew and Alex took a cab To the apartment they were staying in and got their stuff and we all decided that we were going to stay for three nights and four days. So I decided me and Jen were going shopping."so I see you and Drew have something going on" Jen said to me and winked "it's complicated, since we were 17 our parents were great friends and after a while we became great friends too and I nearly had my first kiss with me but the thing is I was never popular in school and that. I frowned a little but laughed, “I am not decent, ya know?” He didn’t care, nor did I. We had known each other since we were kids and here we were in our 20s now. He gave me a fake gasp and rolled his eyes, giving a chuckle of his own. I stepped back from the door, inviting him in. I asked him if he wanted a glass of tea but he declined. I gave a shrug and walked into the kitchen to get myself a drink. Even though my back was to him, I could feel his eyes on me. I had never felt that before but. .. Nita's cunt, I was deep into my thoughts.Hitler was wrong. The Blond German men are not superior. The Brunette Persian women are superior. They own us, I told myself.One night I remember when my brother Patrick was made to lie down on the living room floor, while opening his mouth so that his ex girlfriend/mistress Soraya could piss into his mouth, just in front of us. While the Persian girls laughed about it, I could see in Patrick's face that all this was hurting him ie physically but more.