1996And now it was year eight of my incarceration. And now I got a visit, a visit that I had a feeling was gonna make my day.“Hi lawyer lady,” I s...id. The guard had let me into the little ten by ten meeting room that she and I had met in almost quarterly since our first meeting almost two years gone.“Hi to you John Michael,” said Jennifer Connolly. “I have some news.”“Okay?” I said.“You’ll be getting out. The final word hasn’t come down, but it will by tomorrow or the next day,” she said. I. What are you meant to be?’ She asked. ‘I’m a council driver who breaks all sorts of traffic laws.’ I smiled back. ‘Really?’ She said raising her eyebrows. ‘In that case….’ She tailed off. I felt something metallic encircle my wrist and when I looked down I saw that she had handcuffed me to herself. ‘I hope you’ve got the key for those.’ I half joked. ‘Of course I have.’ ‘You really a member of the constabulary then? The uniform looks real.’ ‘The uniform is: I’m not. It was my mothers, she was. When I returned I sat down opposite him, my son had guided his friend into that particular seat, it was here he was going to see my crotch, the signal being me to ask my son to get me another G&T, and as he left he would ask me something at the door, causing me to twist around and open my legs, an innocent enough motion on my part, a wondrous view for Gaza, more so I was knicker-less and showing him my cunt.I held my glass aloft, 'G&T', I call authoritatively, and our plan sprung into action.. I can hear a moan escape you as I ram my hard cock into you. I know we are starting to make to much noise but I'm past the point of caring as I keep fucking you.I fuck you trying to get my cock in you as far as I can I take one of my hands a work it under your ass and start to work one of my fingers into your ass. Oh fuck I want to fill you with my cum I say. I feel eyes watching us I look over my shoulder and a girl from the row ahead of us is watching. She is licking her lips and playing with.