Softly and quietly, I replied, "Hey."His arm on my breasts slid across my chest, squeezing my breast. He kissed my neck softly then moved towards my l...ps. Quickly he pushed himself upright and wrapped both his legs around my thighs, pinning each of my wrists above my head. His lips fell onto mine, moving in unison with sheer force and determination. The door creaking caught my attention but I fell back into the moment. He sat up slightly, and released his hands from my wrists, and started to. " You want me to pull over and let you drive? I could give you some great head on the way home." Good God woman, is that all you think about any more?" What do you expect from me lover? You've been gone six days and even before my hormones got scrambled we made love two and three times a week. I'm ready lover; hell, I'm more than ready." Well just try and control yourself until we get home."They were no sooner in the front door than she was tugging at his zipper and working his and working his. Once inside he pressed me against the wall and kissed me again. I could feel how hard his cock was as his body pinned me. I pulled his shirt over his head and he untied my bikini top. His mouth moved down my neck and wrapped around a nipple. He gently bit me and I cried out. I started to take off his shorts but he stopped me. “You will only do what I tell you to do. You want something new then I’m going to give it to you” he said forcefully. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. . Barry Pinkerton was savvy when it came to armed robbery but was a poorjudge of character. He joked that Murray liked to dress like a woman butwas not astute enough to realise that Murray actually adored dressinglike a woman.But there were others in the prison that did notice.The producer of the play, doing minimum time for fraud and also thewardrobe and makeup supervisor, both gay men, noticed; and so did RobertBrinkley, a standover man and fixer, coming to the end of a two-yearsentence."You.