The doors were opened and people began to filter into the room in ones and twos. She could not see them, but she could hear the tread of their shoes ...nd their quite discussions as a hum in the room. She could tell when they stood close to her, admiring her displayed form. She could hear the occasional comment on her: how well she was displayed; the beauty of her labia; the colour of her inner lips, the quality of the rope work holding her; the way the moisture on her vagina glistened in the. She looked to her young, would be lover and knew this wasn't right. 'I can't do this, ' she moaned and quickly ran from the showers with a towel wrapped around her body and another in her hands drying her hair when she saw girls rushing to the table by the guard's desk.'What's up?' Misty asked Lisa as she finished drying her hair and couldn't help admiring the black woman's body.Lisa smiled looking over Misty. 'A big party up at the warden's place this weekend and word has it, the governor is. But there is one more reality in this world. How good we men may be, from the heart, but there is always some sensation happening between our legs after seeing a beautiful lady. And that sensation always wants more.This is a reality and nothing to feel about that. Same was happening to me. She was sitting in front of us, I could only see her face but my heart and body were wishing to see more. Yes, friends, I was wishing to see her figure as well. Soon I got a chance.She asked my mother to lie. ”“But you notice them?”“I mean, I can tell when a guy is good-looking, yeah, but it doesn’t do anything for me.” He shifted again and turned the lamp on. “Do you, like, think I’m secretly gay or something?”“No, of course not.”He squinted at her. “Are you sure?”“Are you sure?” she asked, emphasizing “you”.“Emily.”“I was just curious, that’s all. You know how I get.”A corner of his mouth turned up. “I do. So, I’m going to hear a lot about sexuality for the next week, huh?”“Sure. It’ll be good for.