You can pay me back whatever, whenever.”Stephanie put her bag down on the bed and asked, “Can you get me a job where you work? Wow. What are they ...aying you?”“I may as well tell you now. You’re going to find out anyway,” Jill said, and shrugged.“Huh?”“I make some money on the side.” Before her friend could ask the inevitable question of how, Jill said, “I found this website where I can sell nudes and panties. I make three or four hundred bucks a week. Sometimes more.”Steph waited a moment, half. Iexpected a smile, but his face remained cold and emotionless.The other inmates were attracted to the light, and when they saw me theystarted cat-calling, howling and hurling abuse. I turned toward the b**st,putting my ass to the baying mob and gave it a sexy wiggle. The mob wentwild.The cell door opened and the guard prodded me in the back. The b**st rolledonto his feet.I strolled forward, dropping each hip as I walked in the style of a catwalkmodel. I dropped to my knees and looked up at. " She said to me, "I need to move forward a little." She whispered something in my mother's ear. I think it was, "Do whatever you think will help him cum, is it ok if I take out your breasts? I know it will help, I will take mine out too." Elle said to me, "I need to move forward again I want you to look at your mother." I looked and my mother and saw Elle move towards her. My mother cupped my testicles and stroked me slowly. Elle then reached with her hand and pulled up the bottom of my. Oh, I dug around and came up with Carl's copy of the NiS rule book for you. You might want to try to get an up-to-date version, though I doubt it's changed much." Thanks." After flipping through it I stuffed it in with the rest of my books. I hated to admit I'd never read the thing, but I hadn't expected to be thrust into The Program in the first week.Now, thanks to Me and my Big Mouth -- no, it was obviously The Stick's fault -- The Program was going to be the center of my existence, and not.