This included a waist chain and ankle shackles. At best, all I could do was shuffle my way along.I was taken off the pod and escorted by four correcti...nal officers to a room. Inside was a steel table and chair bolted to the floor. 2 other chairs on the other side of the table. The standard mirror was on the wall facing me. The joint was so cliché. I felt like I should start looking for Jack Webb or Broderick Crawford to come in. What I did do was go to sleep.I know I was a disappointment to the. " I guess I sound sexist, don't I?" A little. She doesn't do the smith-work. The shoes are all lightweight alloys now, not hammered iron bar-stock. Still, it isn't light work. Gracie still swings a mean hammer. And not just for a woman her age. She's got to be in her seventies now."Miranda fell silent. She was wondering what she'd be doing at that age. Her present career could only last so long. Age wouldn't be the limiting factor. She thought it was far more likely that Dr. McKay, or someone. Carlos returned and said “like what you see?” I replied “Oh yea!”I was beginning to feel a slight erection in my pants, but just couldn’t take my eyes away from the women in the magazines. Carlos sat next to me and gave me a box. In the box there was a radio. I said “Thanks! You sure you don’t need this?” Carlos smiled at me and said “no, I really want you to have it”. By now Carlos placed one of his hands on my knee and started rubbing my leg. “What are you doing?” I said. “I need you to do me. His cock had now crept completely out of the leg-hole of his shorts but it wasn't hard any more. Now no more than eight or nine inches long, it lay, soft as a great oversized slug, along the inside of his thigh, strings of disgusting cold goo seeping from the end and soaking into the seat.There were two girls coming along towards him on the opposite side of the street. One was Serena's instantly recognizable classmate Melanie, her overloaded shirt now open all the way to the waist revealing a.