Marcie was never much one to confront anyone about anything and generally just let her boyfriends take what they wanted without objection thinking tha... was the payment she needed to make to keep them on a string.On the balcony above the yard, Chief Gretchen watched the new inmate adjust to life in jail and smiled when she saw her puffing on the half-cigarette like the addict she was. It had been some time since she had played with one of the new girls and this one looked like easy pickings for. I put the wig on, which was a bushy blonde type color. "My, God.", he whispered. He then walked around me, looking me up and down. Then I felt him come up behind me, wrapping his arms around me and pushing his cock into the crease of my ass. I'll admit, I felt..... Beautiful. He spun me around and kissed me, forcing his tongue deep into my mouth, his hands caressing my silky ass. He kept pushing his cock into me. I took hold of it and started stroking it as we kissed. He finally stopped, put. But, I mean ... I deserve a life as well. And I planned on coming back for dinner at least once a week, and had tried to spend more time with her before I left (at least, before she turned into the controlling mother from hell).So the moment I learned Dr. Williamson’s specialty, I was pretty worried about what he was doing to my mother.My fears must have manifested on my face, because he looked at me, a small smile on his face.“You’re worried,” he said, and I barely refrained from snapping. “Waste of powder.”The captain did use his spyglass, and later he passed it around among the lieutenants. The soldiers, much less Ab, never got a chance to look.Later, the soldiers passed around a rumor that the Confederates were surrendering. Even later, a lieutenant with the spyglass said, “I can see the flag over the capitol.” he captain reached for the spyglass, and he handed it to him. Just before dinner, a column of prisoners started marching past. Neither they nor the escorting Union.