"Hey! Butt-Fuck! You new roommate's here." The largerof the two orderlies said, opening the barred door. Inside a small olive skinned woman stood, bow...ngher head low, "Sirs" "Her name's Penny," she was thrown into the cell,nearly falling at the small woman's feet. "Explain the way things work." The newly christened Penny tenderly massaged herbruised tit, sniffling pitifully. Without a second look the orderlies walkedaway. Once she was sure the men were out of hearing the dark haired woman. Her scent was everywhere. It would make it easy to rub one off. The alcohol helped loosen him up, as well as her. She undressed in her bathroom, wondering what he was doing. Her panties were uncomfortably wet, to the point of saturation. She pulled them off and dropped them to the floor. Christy sighed. Alcohol always made her hornier than hell. She lifted her leg up and braced it on the toilet. She rubbed her hand over her lightly furred slit. Weeping slightly, her pink fleshed pussy. "I can hardly feel myright hand." She just laughed. "If that's the worst that happens to you,count yourself lucky." Still grinning, she said "Now, I'm goingto release you and you're going to turn yourself over. Obey, andyou'll be fine." What else could I do? Nodding, I turned onto my stomach,gasping as my nipples came into contact with the cold, hardsurface. "Like that, do you?" she asked. "I can promise you it'llonly get better." When I remained silent, she snapped "Well, DOYOU!" . Take me to jail if you like, I'm not afraid of the truth. Go see Rachel and come back. I'm not going anywhere until I round up Elizabeth Pewbes Jones." Liz? What has Liz done?" she seemed confused."Killed her husband while he tried to rape her. Only the courts still don't think a husband can rape his wife. So they have treated it like a murder. I'm here to help." Get in the car. I'll hear all about Liz later."I walked to the car and was shoved into the back seat by an impatient young lady.