He looked up.Interest, hope even, beginning to stir."Why me?" It has to be someone." She shrugged. "And I think perhaps we oweit to you Sophie. After ...he way you acted over the Coralie affair.Her attack on Grace. And perhaps because I think, and Dr. Tabathaagrees incidentally, that your acceptance of your femininity is notas deep as others might believe."She smiled. "I am torn a little bit. I think you would make a lovely girl. AndI think that when you have accepted that you will have a rich. Her constant companion, the fashionable and petite Yvonne was visiting her unemployed father in a seamier part of the city attempting to sort him out for the upcoming holidays and an opportunity to play the role of Saint Nick for an upscale department store catering to custom-made female attire. Yvonne's poor father was a bit of a drinker and was known to take every opportunity to bend his elbow and wag his chin at any convenient pub not too distant from his small apartment.Two of the senior. We danced close for a while and I had one hand on her bottom, pulling her in close while I felt her breasts with the other. We whispered to each other about how many other people were doing something similar, indeed others were going further and hands were inside pants in a couple of cases we could see near to where we were.This turned us on and we began to whisper about whether I should let Sue dance with someone else to see how far they would go. I should mention that we like to have. "Fuck off you poncy twat," he growled, But there were tears in his eyes when I handed him my tin of tobacco."If you're ever stupid enough to land up back here again I'll fucking kill you myself." I know." I swallowed the lump in my throat and shook his hand before turning round and following the warder out through the landing, down the steel stairway and out into the courtyard of the old prison.I'd had my exit interview with the governor the previous night so all I had to do was wait until spot.