Cindy's mouth still hung open.Inside her mind was matching the shape of a curve; Of Susan's derrière, of the keyhole on the cancerous cell, of ... th... image just now on her microscope that Ron had been looking at!"That's it!" Cindy said, dropping her fork and bounding out of the cafeteria."Was it something I said?" Barbara asked the empty spot where Cindy had been.Cindy came screeching around the corner into her lab, gasping for breath."I was just going to come find you. You got me thinking. Her green eyes might have been prettier though, were they not cold from a hard and troubled lifetime. There wasn't a very large pool of women on death row to choose from, but Claire was sure she had a good candidate here. If she could get her to go along with it."I'm gathering volunteers for a medical study," Claire continued. "If you join, we will do exactly that." What kind of study?" the prisoner asked, still skeptical but ready to listen."I can't give you the details for security reasons,. She had shoulder-cut strawberry red hair, but I think she colored it. Her breasts were only a little bigger than Patty's, but on her small frame they looked huge. She had the darkest skin, almost red with slight but noticeable tan lines, and I let my eyes drift down to her well trimmed bush that showed her hair was naturally more of an auburn color. Then Jessie was naked and entering the shower with us and I stole a glance at her as well. She had the smallest breasts of the group, but they. Sometimes she was a naughty schoolgirl, other times she was an innocent down to earth cowgirl, but my favorite was when she dressed up like my own personal maid. I could whip her petite little ass as she bent over the table to pick up a mess I had made. My daughter was my dream. With that in mind, I knew she deserved something special. I had asked my daughter if she had any toys and she denied, while giggling. It didn’t take much for her to admit that she was dying to try one. So, I searched.