"I heard the shriek from downstairs, I thought you were killing the poor boy, but then I realised what you were doing... you're just like your father ...ith your pranks." Martha said smiling.Lorna didn't answer but just giggled again, she had been the butt of many of her father's jokes and knew what her mother meant, the last one had been when she was going to the paddling pool that her father had set up in the back garden, just a largish circular pool blown up by hand and filled with water. What. "Hey!, Freddie exclaimed, "we're just as stuck as you are, and complaining isn't gonna get us moving any faster", "I know, Sam responded, "I just always get uncomfortable in small spaces" "It's okay, Carly said reassuringly, "we shouldn't be here for more then an hour" "an hour!" Sam whined, "I don't know if I can take being here that long". "Well then, I guess we'll have to take your mind off it" Freddie said with a smirk, "What are you getting at?" Sam asked suspiciously. Freddie then. Then a long drone listing the charges, there was a bunch of them. The fat whiney little fucker they called a public defender pled me guilty, hell, there wasn’t any other choice anyway. ‘Five hundred dollars or 30 days in jail.’ the judge announced, knowing my answer. I sure as hell didn’t have the $500 anymore. So back to the tank, this was better. Just a bunch of cubicles, about 20 of us all living in one room. Eat, sleep, outside for an hour, back to eating and sleeping. Those days go by very. She’s licking and sucking, her fingers finding my opening to slide into me, pumping and curling up against the front of my vagina as she works her magic on my clit. Rob’s arms tightly wrap around my waist as my groans and the bucking of my hips increase in intensity, signaling that I’m about to cum. I hold onto whatever I can reach as my vision blurs, the pounding in my ears quieting for a brief moment before I explode. I don’t know what I’m saying as I scream out my release, riding Christie’s.