Oh wait. There was something else on the periphery of his consciousness. Somebody, or something, kept poking and prodding his aching body. It sort of ...ooked female, about mid-twenties, but looked like it was still waiting for puberty to arrive. The confusion in his head overwhelmed his senses, and the blissful blackness of unconsciousness saved him from having to think any further.Mary Ellen had no idea of how she was going to do it, but her maternal instincts screamed that she had to nurse. She also liked kinky sex too. She would let them tie her, blindfold her and gag her and fuck her for as long as they could. On a good working night she would have clients from 8PM till 5AM. She loved 3 and 4somes and would even enjoy with a man and wife. She loved to give oral sex and loved to deep throat a big thick cock. Tonight she was meeting a man and his son. It was going to be a wild 3some. She loved young guys as they had stay-hard cocks. She had fucked the dad several times before and. . Just ... b-b-because she...” Natasha grit her teeth, looked down, and took a deep, useless breath. It was so damn hard to find the words, when every time she remembered what Arturo and Matthew did to her, she got upset. She hated not being able to steel herself like Antoinette told her to, to set emotions aside and be logical about things. But, remembering the sudden understanding that a stake stuck out from her chest, and that Arturo had staked her — and Matthew by accessory, since he left. Let me hear your voice.” Wasn’t that what she had said? I carefully slid the poem in beside the letters and sealed the envelope. Thankfully, the state allowed each inmate one stamp per day. I had scored two stamps from one of the other inmates for sweeping the common room for him. With today’s stamp allowance, I had enough to mail this letter. Tucking it carefully into my pocket, I awaited for the call for breakfast. A half an hour later, I had choked down the powdered eggs and lousy coffee. On.