."She's comin' back," Junior said when Alan was sure he wasn't payingattention. For a second, Alan looked confused. Junior just jerked hishead to th... side, toward Sky Tower."Y'think?" Alan warbled."Of course," Junior snorted. "She's been too damn stupid to leavebefore now. She's not goin' anywhere." She's not stupid." Says you." Junior finished putting together an assault rifle andswapped with a deputy."...Yeah." Alan turned his head up toward Sky Tower. BOOM-BABOOM-BOOM. "Yeah, let's. “I saw those dudes over there try to roofie that shit. Fucking frat boy rookies," The bartender said. She said nothing in response. She just looked at her inquisitively.“You’re drunk. Just look at them.” The frat boys looked at them with a perverted look in their eyes.“Look, honey, what’s your name?” The bartender had a warmness to her voice as she looked at her. She kind of liked it.“My name is... Fancy,” Fancy said reluctantly.“The name's Jezebel,” The bartender replied.The two newfound. I missed her. Jerking off was not the same. I found it boring. Almost mechanical. So I stopped. Thinking that I would just save it up for when Kelly got home. A few days later, Kelly's best friend, Rose stopped by. Rose was a pain in the ass. I didn't care for her. She was a plain Jane, skinny little girl with big glasses. She was the same age as Kelly, 2 years younger then me, so it was surprising how under developed she was. Not like Kelly. She blossomed quite well. Nice round. “A pretty little redhead like you will be passed around like a pack of smokes.” I did my best to ignore her but I knew there was some truth to her words. When the bus finally came I was re-cuffed, this time they put my hands in front of me. It was an hour drive to the prison and I used that time to figure out what I would do. I had never even entertained the thought of being with another woman before. There was only one prison in Alabama; Julia Tutwiler Prison for Women. I thought it funny.