“Morning, Aidan!” she smiled, and was obviously relieved. “Welcome back!” she added with a giggle as she scuttled off before he could reply.Vi...ky and Aidan had an office each, with the corridor between them, and they each sat facing their doors. Since both doors were usually open, they faced each other. Every time Aidan caught her eye he smiled broadly, and she smiled back. It became a joke as the morning progressed.Then he got a picture in his head of the scene in ‘A Christmas Carol’ where. It was these fantasies which kept my mind active and alive. I watched other prisoners regress into something less than human. It was a struggle to sustain even a meager amount of humanity in places like these which were designed to do just the opposite but the alternative was to become an empty zombie, devoid of hope or life. Even among the prisoners homosexual activity was viewed negatively as most were heterosexual males who probably had wives and girlfriends before circumstances placed them. I had already decided that he was my Everest and i just had to climb him.Ricky seemed just slightly taken aback by my straightforward approach. My next move was going to be to put my hand on his rock hard thigh and grab for dear life, but it was my turn at the counter and I had to try to remember why the hell I was in this bean joint in the first place…“I’ll take a pound of beans, please,” I said, “and a couple of those cinnamon buns, too.”The teen Goth at the register, male I believe but. Cindy smiled and then got up on her bed like I told her laying on her back.I was wearing just my pants as I lay down beside Cindy and placed my hand gently on one of her luscious breasts, which was full and vibrant, with silky smooth skin.“Now remember Cindy, this is all about having a good time and enjoying each other okay? So when I do something, let me know how it feels or how it makes you feel. I want to know if what I do is making you feel good. That way I can keep doing it or change to.