I just hope you’re in, so I can phone the locksmith. Please be in. Oh thank God you‘re there! “Hello.. Ummm sorry to bother you.” That’s it,...have a good look! “I’m locked out. Just wondered if you could let me ring the lock people from your phone?” Hello! My face is here! “Oh thank you. Yeah… the towel is a bit short, I know!” I’m glad I’m so blonde. You can’t see the soft, downy hairs on my legs. “A coffee? Yes, I’d love one thank you.” Ah… you’re a good guy. Can’t blame you for looking. OK. The blow came from the side when I was shuffling from my cell to the exercise yard. I should have known or seen it coming since the guard was new. The blow struck above my temple and the stunning shock from the stun wand cascaded through me. I was shackled wrist and ankle like every time I was removed from my cell.I fell and spasmed as pain lanced through me and the guard began the systematic beating he must have planned. I curled up as the pain from the blows continued. Finally the asshole. It didn't help that my eyes were on the mirror a lot. I loved the first time I looked back and saw three hands on my wife (I'm sure the fourth was busy elsewhere) along with Mr Average alternating between sucking on her tit and watching his buddy's cock going in and out of his former girlfriend and MY wife! By the time we got back to our place she had sucked both cocks in the backseat, and rode one until he blew his cum 9 inches deep bareback in her pussy while sucking the other. By the time. “Then perhaps,” said the stranger, “you should have kept your voice down. Now if you answer my question, I might have an interesting story for you.”Mike looked at James before replying. “Yes 4b, Driscoll.”The older boy slid closer to him and grinned “Evans,” he said holding his hand out, “Charlie Evans.”They shook hands.“My brother,” Charlie began, “studied here about four years ago. He was in 4a. When he found out that I was coming here, he said I should try and get in one of the rooms on that.