Looking up with a frown on her face, it took a second for her thoughts to focus.Shock hit like a dash of cold water. “Oh, my goodness,” she whispe...ed as she stared. “It just can’t be.”She quickly changed her light to the strong beam, adding to Morales light, but that didn’t change what they saw. Less than a hundred feet ahead and fifty feet to the left was the entrance crack. “We walked in a cir...”“No, we did not,” Morales snarled, cutting her off. “I frequently checked ahead and behind to. The guards liked Selma since she always brought them nice things to eat, or to wear or even some which were i*****l if you were an inmate but not really if you were a guard. Selma also entertained familiar relationships with some of the female guards and some select inmates. That also had a price and she paid.That morning Selma sat in front of the class as usual. The twelve girls walked in and sat at their sewing machines. One thin black girl was new and sat at the front. Tina knew what was. " You really need to talk with her. You aren't like ... Fuck! She told me that in confidence..."I was getting frustrated with whatever Wendy was holding back from me. "Told you what?" Uh, uh. She may hate me and think that I'm your spy. I'm still not going to divulge something she told me in private. Let's just say that she told me something once, and it sort of explains why she hates men. But, it's you that needs to talk with her."I didn't know what to say."I'm sorry, Jim. I tried to be calm. I was not used to this public attention.* * * * *Once again I found myself in my bedroom dressing specifically for Sylvia. But, unlike the time when we both were dressing like this for Adrian, this time my outfit was simpler and it was only me. I looked in the mirror and wondered how I so easily agree to these things. The dampness between my legs and the erect nipples on my breast were obvious indicators, though. I was turned on by being an exhibitionist. Not an exhibitionist that might offend.