At first she had vowed not to return. But the lure of time with Jackson, justified by the reason that she needed to keep her brother safe had brought ...er back to the prison once more.Miss Short was the group’s organiser. Probably in her early twenties she seemed far too young to be working around all these harden prisoner’s and certainly there seemed times when she was nervous and unsure of what she was doing. She was the very prison officer who had taken Beth’s clothes away in the governor’s. She grabs my hand and leads me towards the door. Feeling her warm contact gets me excited for what later may hold for myself...should i say potentially us? As we head to the door I can almost make the outline of a tight thong under the dress with her firm fat ass. She opens the door and we walk outside more. Its a little cold out for summer, and I don’t mind but I am excited. We make it to a dance bar, and as I hold the door open for her I notice her nipples are hard and starting to poke out. Mike felt the nipple distend and harden under his finger. He saw the look in Caryn's face change from a sunny smile to a seductive smile, full of craving. He bent down and took her nipple between his lips, making love to it gently. Her hand pulled against the back of his head, holding him against her tit. He made love to her breasts, licking, sucking, and teasing them.Caryn felt the fire in her loins alight again. She felt so full of love for Mike after the prior night that she wanted him to. I could see Sally weighing her need, sleeping in the same house as Becky.“OK, spare room?” she said, looking at me for confirmation. I nodded. We’d bought the house for its garden and it had five bedrooms - part of the reason we’d taken on Becky in the first place.So I slept with a fourteen-year-old girl; a sweet, affectionate girl who was getting quite attached to me, it seemed. Fortunately she was indeed exhausted and she fell straight to sleep snuggled up next to me, without tempting me to.