He was two days away from his release and he was counting the hours. He was two days away from payback. Nobody fucked with Roger Traubel ... nobody!"T...aubel ... up! Inspection! You've got a visitor." It was an unfamiliar order from the guard. He'd had only one visitor in the past two years and that was his lawyer, trying to get him to pay his bill. The cell door slid aside and the guard walked in to inspect the cell and the prisoner. "March!" Roger Traubel was curious. Just two days from. I cooked and cleaned and nagged him and I was happiest then. I had my little dreams of being his wife sometimes, of sleeping in his big bed with my arm over his stomach, listening to him snore softly. But there wasn't any sex in it. My mind wouldn't go there, see? It just wouldn't, and that seemed to be a strange, frustrating experience that I didn't understand."You let him touch you?" Debbie Tyler asked, sounding suitably shocked."Uh-huh!" Heather Corman was all smiles. She had a real. She had been understanding and nodding along as I spoke. “I’ll have to think about this and read some information,” she had said then.Yet it had taken another month until she had said: “All right”. My eyes had widened and I had immediately become tense. “Not right now,” she had swiftly added. “Now that you know it’s going to happen, you have to get used to the idea.”I knew she had been right. I would have been far too nervous right then. Then, eventually, when we had been talking again, she had. David went over there to inquire and was invited in by this guy in a girly silky robe. Of course while dave tried to steer the conversation back to can i get some weed the guy acted cagey and kept talking about sex. Eventually his dick flopped out and this was the tipping point where he came out and asked dave if he could see his. Dave says he got out of there...Of course this was our ample opportunity to rip on him. Dave probably did something with this guy and loved it, probably he's got.