" "I bet you can't wait to get home and fuck that pussy, am I right?'I didn't even know how to respond, I just looked at him to try and read how serio...s he was or if he was just drunk out of his mind. It seamed like a bit of both was the truth.Me:"Alright Uncle Tom, I think you've had a few too many tonight."Then Tom leans in to me:"I gave your sweet bride a little gift that's going to insure you have a great, and very lucky wedding night."He then just laughed to I himself and wondered off. I. I was eating and I had a bed to lie on at night. Sure I was working hard, bustin' up rocks, but I just looked on that as a way to pass the time. The county was buying these rocks to build a road and the prison had contracted to provide. We, in the quarry, had to fill so many barrows a day, wheeling them over to a chute and dumping them in. The stone went down to a waiting wagon and was hauled away.The prisoner I was paired up with was this old man who had been in here seventeen years, having. Ryan nodded in turn, and sat looking the girl up and down for a min-ute; then he said, softly, 'Come here, Lynda.' He patted the desk next to where he sat, and she came over, walking slowly - as if in a trance.'If I do anything you are not comfortable with, I want you to immedi-ately stop me, all right,' Ryan said, softly, and she nodded yet again.He started at her lower leg - at her calve - and she jerked when he first touched her. Kneading and stroking the muscle and marvelling at the soft. ”Even though I’ve seen Helen repeat this scene hundreds of times, I still marvel at her ability to make people do anything she tells them.Yes, anything she tells them.Why just today she had three sexy looking guys in the office and not one of them was over 21. They knew only one of them was going to get a chance to test for a juicy supporting role in a major Hollywood studio film. And the other two? They get to go back to being waiters, bar tenders, parking lot attendants or whatever. Sure.