He tried to roll over into a fetal position. However thevery thick diapering and narrowness of the bed prevented him from doingthat. Edward didn't k...ow how long he lay in helpless misery but itseemed like hours and hours. He was almost happy to see Auntie Bea comeinto the room."How's my precious baby this morning?" she happily gushed."Eck e ot," he screamed."I love you too baby," she said pulling the wire mesh out of the way andlowering the side bars. "From the smell, I think baby has. He just shouted “aight—pair up” as he opened the door. I figured we were going to permant cells now---I pointed at skinny dude, and the officer took us to a cell and put us in. At least now we had a cheap cell bunk—better than a wooden bench anyways. I kick back as usual, just laying on my back. Skinny dude takes the bunk on the opposite wall. I doze off again—not much else to do in jail. I wake to the call of “lunch”, as a trustee comes by and shoves two brown bags between the bars. Skinny. While waiting for him to wake up, she closely explored his dozens of tattoos for the first time. They mostly ran together, thus making them hard to distinguish from each other without looking long and closely. She gradually noticed that his tattoos were very diverse. They included symbols from his Los Angeles gang in particular and the motorcycle lifestyle in general, as well as depictions of the topography of Southern California, Mexico, and Montana. She also noticed a nude woman and a. “Make sure to moisturise your skin when you have finished your shower, I want that skin soft like silk”As she showered, I went through the clothes my ex had left behind. Most of it was stuff I had chosen to try and spice up our non existent sex life. Going through, I selected my mother a pair of stockings, a very small pair of panties and a small skirt. To finish the outfit off, I selected one of my old shirts.Once mother was dressed in her outfit, I lead her to the front door.“You do not.