" then asked, "Where's the hose?"I pointed to the garden hose attached to the spigot on the back of the house. "The water's already on." I said and th...n flipped my hamburgers.Casually, Gwen strolled over to the hose and picked it up with her left hand. Aiming the nozzle downwards, she held it over her head and pulled the trigger."EHHHH!" She screamed as the cold water came pouring suddenly down on her.I laughed. Next I yelled and then looked in her direction, "Cold?" What do you think?" Gwen. With your eyes closed, you hear me walk quietly towards you. Kneeling at the side of the bath, I gently run two fingers along the outside of your thigh. You lift your leg from the water, opening your eyes to meet mine, exchanging a smile, holding eye contact just a fraction longer than necessary. Your hand joins mine, your fingers finding the gaps in my own. We both enjoy the sight of our combined hands against your skin, your body prickling with anticipation at what is to come. Our movements. I went out into the dayroom and kicked back at the benches and waited to eat. My cell-mate was at another table playing dominoes with a couple of guys when i noticed he pointed at me while talking with them. They looked over at me and then back to him and shook his hand. I didn't know what was going on, but i suspected he told them about me.after dinner, he walked up and sat next to me and whispered in my ear. he said, "time to suck some dick bitch!" He went up to our cell with one of the guys. "Don't you think it was naughty to show me a tattoo that was so close toyour panties?" Mr. Kent asked, now nuzzling his nose against the black pantiesthat barely covered the juicy flesh beneath. He could see that the pantieswere wet, stuck to the white skin, evidence that Marie had been playing a gameright from the start. He slight musky odor from beneath the panties inflamedhim, and he rubbed his nose even harder against the panties. "Ummm Mr. Kent, but you don't seem to be interested in the.