“My girl”, the whisper reaches through the fog, those words a buoy to desperately cling to in the maelstrom raging through the sea of her mind. Sh... hears him draw in his breath, inhaling the scent of her shampoo mixed with the sweat dripping down her flushed torso. “My favorite”, he murmurs as she’s suddenly spun around and pulled forcefully to his chest. The smell of him is overpowering, his natural musk, mixed with the scent of industrial oil and heavy machinery and the whiskey on his breath,. And thanking her. And God.Oooooo, drifting. Must have dozed off again.Mmmmm! Rob! Another Good Part's right here with Laurel and me.How'd he get in between us, anyway? Arms around both of us, but I think he's still asleep. I raise my head and look across him at Laurel, and see she's awake too, and smiling at me."Hi." G'Morning!" Sleep okay?" Mostly. Somebody kept grabbing onto me in the night, and hugging, and I finally had to crawl over this guy and use him as a shield!" Oh no! I'm sorry! It. After the toilet was flushed many times she could hear water running in the sink. Then she heard several more yelps and finally a loud scream. The scream was muffled mid breath by something. She could hear the swish of a mop on the smooth tile floor and then more water running and the toilet being flushed again. Afterwards the maid left and bolted the door to the cell. From that point through the rest of the night she could hear whimpering from the girl in the cell next to hers. It was a. Tom and I were stunned and scared to death.Chief Jones had Officer Cook stay with us while he took all the boys into the kitchen and questioned them for about twenty minutes, fortunately for us the Chief believe the boys when they said all the sex was consensual and that no one else was involved. He confiscated all the pictures we had taken and questioned us for over an hour. While he was talking to us he kept looking thought the pictures, and I could see he had become aroused.I begged him to.