Is it true what your friends say? While having a little conversation with one of them, and he mentioned you thought I'm the most beautiful girl you've...ever seen? That you'd absolutely love a chance with my body! Do you want that chance now? I'm strong about the belief it’s better to give than receive, Just please promise to be gentle and I'll let you do anything; whatever your heart desires. It's obvious you like me? We have talked before you know! You're treating me like a stranger. You've. They had separate rooms with bunks and a door, no cells or bars. The way that the compound was set up you had no choice but to feel empathy for the inmates unless you were a heartless major pain. I had my favorite inmates that I always called on to do task for me. There was one which I particularly to favor to. She had been served 16 years because she killed her husband and his best friend. She explained the reasons behind her crime and I felt sad for her because the very system I served had. Bending down, she finally removed her panties, then turned and sauntered slowly towards her bedroom. Opening the door, she turned and looked at me, now biting her own bottom lip as she walked to her bed, removing her skirt as she went."Bring my phone with you...", she said as I stood up, making my way towards her. I wasn't going to question this feisty kitten, so I grabbed her cell and moved into the bedroom. When I got to the bed, she was sitting on her knees on the edge, naked and glowing.. Every other paragraph was in Stephen's primitive handwriting, alternating with a paragraph in Tara's only slightly more feminine cursive. It was so juvenile and cutesy it was hard to believe they were the parents of a baby boy. Well, I had to remind myself, Tara was a parent. Stephen, even though he was trying to act like a dad to baby Kyle, was probably not the real father. They were enjoying their time together before they had to put Kyle into day care so they could both return to high.