Carrie noticed the new customer. ‘Sorry, sir,’ she called out. ‘Last call is over. We’re closing down now.’ She looked past him at Ellie, wh... had just dropped all of her stuff and walked to the back room in a daze. The stranger spoke, drawing her attention again, ‘Oh. I apologize for the inconvenience. What are your normal hours?’ ‘We’re open from two to two every day.’ ‘Well, I suppose I’ll have to return then.’ ‘Please do.’ Carrie surveyed the man. He was quite tall, well over six feet, and. Either no one noticed or they simply didn't care. Once I was back in my seat I still left my shirt unbuttoned thus allowing my tits to peek out anytime I jumped up to cheer. I was still hoping to get on that big center field screen. To my dismay it was not to be. Instead I had to settle for one last flash as the game ended and leaving my shirt unbuttoned as we left the stadium. Of course this invited more groping as we made our way to the transportation area for our ride back to the city. Still. She moans and looks at me, surprised. I smile and shrug, rubbing up and down her slit some more, finding her hard clit easily and I begin rubbing it side-to-side and up and down–just how I like it. She moans louder around his cock, her mouth full. I get on my feet and bend over behind her, leaning down and licking up her wet slit. The taste is a bit like mine, and I want more of it, so I slide my tongue up and down her pink slit, down to her clit and then back up again. Using both hands, I. He motioned me to walk through the door, which I did.I was then led into a room to get dressed; into my new prison orange coveralls.The officer then handed me some sheets and a pillow; and then walked me towards general population.As we walked, the sheer horror of my situation finally dawned on me.Hoots and whistles were heard were all for me; as I was paraded by the guard through several cells.I knew now that I was on my own now; and separated from any friendly faces.The guard didn’t help.