"No way, Daddy," I said. Batuco grabbed me firmly by my upper arm. "You know, you been getting really sassy lately," he said. "I think you need a less...n." Still holding me by the upper arm he began pimp walking me down the cellblock. I was babbling, begging him for another chance. Everyone was looking at me, some looked pitying, others were laughing. We were heading toward the laundry room. Because Batuco was so tall and I was so short, I had to sort of run to keep up with him. When we got to. She was oblivious to my presence. Now, she was violating several policies. However, that didn't enter my mind as I was captivated by the actions of her lithe, tiny body. She's Latino - about 5' tall, and about 90 pounds. I've admired her for her work ethic, as well as her face and form. She was moaning, and her breathing was rapid and deep. I watched - nearly breathless. Within a minute or so, one of her hands let go of the upright, and I watched it slide inside the waistband of her uniform. Then sped up a minute later.He seemed to last forever,until he whipped his cock out and wanked onto my ass.I loved that.How could he know ? What a perfect lover to know that I loved....No. NO No No. That prick Mark must have told him that I loved it.Prick.Although, I suppose I did tell the girlies everything.How mark loved my finger up his ass,especially when I sucked him off.Fairs fair.I turned to face Jack.I expected a quick embarrassed chat while he dressed,and left.Instead he pulled me to. "She had a stunned look on her face, but let me enter. I followed her intothe study. She was a formidable looking woman, not at all the frail tiredwoman many envisioned. She looked very fit and trim, her gray hair wellcoifed, her clothes tailored to accent her figure. Her sharp blue eyeslooked me over for what seemed forever before she beckoned me to sit."Paul told me he was going to start a women's column, and since I leave himto hire people, I expected that he would at least use a woman to.