He turned me around making sure every part of me is clean. He pulls the shampoo out and washes my long hair brushing out the tangles afterward. After ...e is done conditioning and combing my hair he pulls it to the side gentaly kissing my neck. "Your turn my pet." He said gently. I grabbed the bath sponge and lather it in some of the bars that we have in the tub. I turned to wash him, and my breath catches as I restratle him and he pushes the head of his cock back into my pussy, still slick. So the prisoners had enough troubles of their own without worrying over Megan.Clarissa sometimes wondered how Megan stood the heat which was now up in the hundreds day after infernally hot day, but, like the others, she had worries of her own and at times, as she slaved away she almost envied her friend, wondering how she didn't die from a never ending thirst - a thirst which was so terrible that it dominated her day to the exclusion of all else.So, for the most part Clarissa had put Megan's. But she refused & told me not here & we should return back to the group. Nothing much happened that day.Next day in the college I sat in the bench behind her and started pressing her ass with my knees. She responded by pressing her ass towards my knees and revolving her butts . I went on further and pressed her ass with my palms and squeezed them. She moaned lightly. In the next lecture we exchanged our positions and sat beside each other on thelast bench. After a few minutes she put her hand. Sandy's trying to learn Spanish, and we're all somewhat fluent. For the rest of this trip,unless we're out of the truck, let's try to speak only Spanish."Sandy looked at Ben in dismay, while everyone else laughed.14:30 Friday, June 28th, 1991Mobil Station, I-10 Frontage (Westbound)Beaumont, CA"Go on," Ben nudged.Sandy shrugged. She walked up to the cashier, the credit card from the ranch in her hand. She read the name on the card, "DeeCee Ranch". She realized the cashier wouldn't question her.