She added cum shooting out of the dick she had drawn, and with the way she was drawing it, it looked like it was shooting toward her face. I was now s...orting a growing erection and guessed rocket ship as the timer finally ran out. She grinned and nodded her head, "Good guess!" She scooted closer to me on the floor; her sister not paying attention. Era ripped off the paper, folded it, and placed it in the pocket of my button-up shirt. She winked and then picked another card. It went on more. Even though mom didn't think so. Mom wasn't thinking straight about anything by then and I went to talk to her. She spilled the whole thing out to me. Dad... can't you see that Samantha loves you? Can't you see that she's the next best thing that ever happened to you nest to mom? Can't you see that you are the luckiest man in the world having a wife that thought so much of you that she went out and found someone for you to love after she was gone? Then you go and fuck it all up. What's the. " Right. I knew that. I mean, why do you think my bosses sent me here?Speaking of which, if they contact you, please put in a good word for me.Right?" She nodded wordlessly, still in a daze. He got up and wenttoward the door. "Sorry," he told her. "I can only do so muchappearing-and-disappearing in one day. It puts a strain on the oldsystem. Anyway..." He consulted his cell phone, which she realized mustbe a smart phone. "... I have one more assignment to take care of. Thislooks like. “Small-dicked wankers don’t need male names. Now, be quiet and enjoy the show. I know you did yesterday,” She added with a wink.Then Michaela turned and walked back to her first prisoner. “Don’t worry about your cellmates,” She said to Gareth. “Just focus on the video and you will be fine. And before I forget, you are ‘Gina’ from now on, okay?”“No it isn’t!” He snapped back, looking over at Samantha (er… Samuel) for support and seeing the other rebellious prisoner nod in encouragement. “My name.