After the two men left, Sid went over to the table and picked up his empty pitcher. Every eye watched him as he carried it over to the bar. Upon reach...ng the counter, he asked, “When’s dinner?”In the silence of the public room, the voice of the barman was overly loud as he answered, “When ever you want it.”“I’ll take it now,” replied Sid. He leaned against the bar giving him a clear view of the room and the barman. The room watched him.“Bird or beast?” asked the barman.“What manner of beast?”. .And then there was the torc. Without conscious volition, my hand driftedup to touch the band of silver around my neck. It was not there fordecoration - or not solely.After the first couple of days, the ban on inmates speaking to oneanother had not just been relaxed, we'd actually been encouraged to talk,at least in pairs. (Larger groups were pretty well always discouraged.)But there were two catches.One was that we could converse only about our clothes, our makeup, ourexercises - or any story. It was weird, my morning routine was something that seemed so natural. Showering, doing my hair, doing my makeup, bra, panties, shirt, pants, and overshirt. I had never done this before, yet it was so easy. And it even felt… right. I suppose Clare wanted her boyfriend to think she was pretty. I wasn’t Clare. I was John. I would go to the shop, pay with my own damn money, and then we’d play Halo…. If only… …………… Hunter bought me my blue slushie and himself a vanilla cone. We sat on the park. I shrugged it off and told her it was me not him. Oh Eric what are you doing in here? Im trying to wash myself I feel so dirty like his cock is still all the way inside of me she said quite convincingly. I just moved the shower curtain and stepped in and the moment I saw her, my cock grew to full attention. She tried to say something, but I immediately grabbed the back of her head and forced my tongue into her mouth, she protested at first, but slowly began to accept it as my hands started to.