I put my arm on the wall to steady my self but I knew the flow didn't deter.But as shameless as it may seem I felt a well built up relief.I jerked to ... stop when I saw people coming from the other end of the hallway.I couldn't believe my eyes.I instinctively turned and started to walk in the other direction all the while my skirt was getting drenched."Why are they here?They didn't even call me!" such mundane thoughts ran through my head. Mundane it was as I was in a more fucked up situation. Wo bss statue ki trh muze dekhti hi reh gyi. us ne pink and white colour ki salwaar kamiz pehni thi.bahot beautiful lg rhi thi. uss k kuchh kehne se pehle maine use gle lga liya. aur pith ko sehlane lga. mere badan me mano current sa daud rha tha. uss k boobs mere sine se dabe pde mehsus ho rhe the. uss ne mana nhi kiya.Maine kaha agar tumhe kuchh ho gua to mai b mar jaunga.uss ne b mere gale me baahe daal di. Aur uss ne bola, “sach?” Maine kaha ha. Mere paas iss se behtar kaunsa mauka tha use. She wasn’t ready to try that. Not today —- Not ever, Amy resolved. She would survive!The clang and Wall command broke her reverie. The three cellmates scurried to the wall. Odette was kneeling in Amy’s piss. Amy sent a silent plea for forgiveness and pressed harder against the wall.The food was unchanged. All three ate locked in private thoughts. Odette had given Amy and accusatory look, but had not said a word. Marja removed her jumpsuit and stepped into Amy’s puddle and added to the forming. With long, manicured nails, the fingertips of her right hand were idly tracing little patterns across my throat, my breasts, my stomach, my pubis, my upper thighs. She was drinking me in with her eyes."Something happened to me," I told her."Yes," she whispered simply. There was a small catch in her voice, and I looked at her and for the first time saw the tears."Did I do something wrong?" I asked with genuine concern."Oh, no," she said softly, with a little shivering sob. "You were perfect."I.