. you know fives, tens and twenties including a few big bettors with hundreds and fifties ... in the boathouse.By the way, I was NOT the only guy to w...n the big bucks. There were two of us. Charlie bet the farm ... not really ... he took out a loan on his airfield on top of the bluffs east of town."Mom ... how are we fixed for money?"She looked at me like I'd grown two heads ... she shook hers and focused."Gosh, Jimmy. Why the sudden interest?" That's evading the question." Whoa, Jimmy. What. You take a moment to try to find a neutral answer. "Cobie isn't quite like any prisoner we've ever had before," you admit reluctantly. The warden grunts a little, before filling up his glass again. You wonder idly why he doesn't wait until the glass is empty to refill it each time. "Word from the guards in your area is that you seem to have developed a special relationship with Cobie." A sick feeling immediately spreads through your stomach, and you know it isn't the whiskey causing it, but it. "Hello dear--yes I'm fine--no--I don't mind business comes first--about nine--we will just eat later then--I said I don't mind--all right I'll see you later--goodbye."She went to return to her seat when Declan said, "Just stand with your legs open and hold your cunt lips apart," she did and Declan enjoyed the next five minutes fingering her cunt, it wasn't wet but moist enough to slip in and get a delouses smell on his fingers, he pointed back to the chair, "Go back and sit down resume what you. “I’m serious!” I chuckled. “She told me she’d like to have one of you guys make her fantasy come true. All you have to do is sit back and let her do the rest.” I couldn’t help but notice he was pissing on the wall, well above the urinal trough. “Just have a seat in a chair so she can do her thing.” On the way to the bar I paused to pour her another glass of wine. Her eyes were glazed over, not from drink or drug. It was pure lust. There was no way she was going home to her prim and proper life.