'This is a nightmare. Someone please get me out of here. Please.'The officer led Olivia out of the room and down the hall to a holding cell. There was...another inmate in the cell, also in an orange suit."Wait here till we have your cell ready," the officer said. "It should be soon."The officer closed the door with a sharp clang. Olivia tried not to stare at the other inmate. She was a large woman with close-cropped hair and faded monochrome tattoos. Olivia could make out the name Wendy tattooed. Her eyes widened at his words. She walked up to him, "You bastard" and slapped him as hard as she could. Even in the dim light she could see an imprint of her hand beginning to appear. Her hand stung from the force of the blow and so did her eyes from the tears they formed. Turning around she walked off, leaving a very stunned Daniel rooted to the spot.Fifteen minutes later Daniel went back in to rejoin the group. The girls looked at his face in shock as did his brothers."Hey little brother,. I'll dig them out for you. " Pierced nipples, hunh?" Don't even go there, honey. For any woman larger than a D-cup, piercing her nipples is like painting a mustache on the Mona Lisa. No matter how well it's done, it can't possibly be an improvement. Besides, I should think you would have had enough of things hanging on your nipples." You're not going to believe this, but I sort of miss it." Tell me you're kidding." No. Seriously. I miss the stimulation. I guess that's why I am interested in. It‘s hard to think it‘s wrong when it is so delicious. Even my boyfriends were never that good.”Vanessa chimed in: “Stop it, Phyllis. You’re making me wet and besides I just enjoy it all and don’t think about the ’right’ or ’wrong’ part of it. It relaxes me and there aren’t any complications.” “I’m not judging you, either of you,” Sherry said and we all had some more wine. Vanessa went to the kitchen for another bottle. It was getting warm in the room. Toby was resting in the corner of.