A feminine looking low cut black blouse with long black see thru sleeves with ruffled wrists and a long, slim skirt with a side slit and tall heels.He... long black hair falling loosely around her shoulders. A black eye mask covered her beautiful green eyes. Her lips painted a dark red against her pale complexion. Long crystal earrings danced from her ears."I don't want to do this to such a handsome man." So young, too. " she said."But you see it's my job," she added.He looked frightened, tears. "There's a problem here. I've got a mansion and ten million from my dead Pop... and I haven't the goggiest to know what to do with it!" I laughed for a long time before realizing Sarah wasn't into it. "What's up, Babe, didn't you enjoy our inheritance party? YO SARAH!" I said, throughing a beer can at her."Fine," said Sarah, turning to see her pretty self in the mirror. She was stunning. I admired her beauty as much as she did, but she seemed less pleased with our current agreement to see other. With the help of the income from my inheritance (to which I was now fully entitled), and a few like-minded women I found via the agit-prop pages in Time Out, I began to actively take on the prison system and misogynist behaviour in general. My priority was, of course, Steve. I set a private detective to work on the Judge who had pushed the jury to convict Steve of murder while knowing the truth.A couple of months after later, my friend Melissa, a big sexy girl convicted for dealing large. She looked up questioningly, her eyes meeting his steadily and again he felt that familiar tug, only this time as well as it affecting his lower regions, there was a tightness in his chest as she shivered unconsciously with the sudden absence of his warmth. He hadn’t meant to ask anything except her name, but that show of vulnerability shook him and made his voice harsher than intended as he found himself growling at her. ‘Do you do this a lot? Pick up some guy at the bar, tease him, drive him.