? He reached around behind me and grabbed my breasts in both of his hands. ?I’m so glad General Flint picked us for this mission.? ?Geez, m...n, calm down,? responded the black man. ?Even I can keep my dick in my pants better than you.? They laughed together then pushed me down the halls. My prison gained a frightening new appearance from the perspective of an inmate rather than a master. That some row of cells, once filled with joyful play things, filled me with an impression. Real life had started, and I had sort of adopted this thought process that life is short, you only live once, and if you don’t do what you want to do now it may never happen and all you can do at that point is regret all the moves you didn’t make and chances you didn’t take. I know this is supposed to be a sex story and not a philosophy lesson, but it is important that you know where I was coming from.Moments later, Jay storms in and slams his door, ready to pass out after even more of a. Would you please join me here at the table?"The guards closed and locked the door, one outside and the other one inside. The one inside kept his gun in his hands and his eyes never left me. I stood and crossed slowly to the table, settling myself into the swivel chair."Do you remember signing this?" Agent Stanton took a document out of his file folder and slid it across the table to me. It only took me a moment to recognize the relocation and resettlement agreement I had signed the day I was. “What a nice surprise,” he said, meaning Varda was a surprise and Varda looked at me with a smile that lit her up. I knew she thought Kevin was perfect for her. He was good looking, younger than Jim and older than us but he made us feel comfortable, the three of us just sitting down. He told us of his day and looked at us. “Let’s just relax and watch a movie for a while,” he said. He got up and put a movie in which began to play and it was sexy stuff: A woman is alone in her room when her.