I did have the same problem as all other long-stay prison inmates though. - SEX!. If you didn't have the inclination to make use of the many available...'fairies' you were left to your own devices to relieve the tension as Archie used to put it whenever I caught him having a quick wank in the bunk beneath mine. Billy used to laugh at my refusal to visit one of the bum-boys, calling me a homophobic wuss for not availing myself any of the willing receptacles. However, what he did do was to make it. “Dora,” pause, “we need to get up and clean up a bit.”Sniff. “Okay.” Sniff. “Don’t want to” sniff “move.” Sniff. “Need tissues or something.”“Sorry. Didn’t think ahead. They’re on the counter behind you.”She rocked back onto her knees and, with a hand between her legs, stood by the bed and pulled a wad of tissues out of the box and stuffed them between her legs before grabbing another wad and starting to mop up my abdomen and crotch.“Wanna go first in the shower?” I asked, forgetting that we. Another guy positioned himself between my legs and the fourth one stood to the side and just watched. The one in my mouth had to set the tempo as I was basically pinned down but with my head at the angle it was it was easier to accommodate him. In and out, over and over. With one hand I was able to message his balls and the bottom underside of his cock. The one on my chest was fucking my breasts and really enjoying it from my view limited as it was. . We announced that we would close the show for now, but we would reopen in 10-12 months. I had bought the hall that we were using because there were several improvements I wanted to make, including installing more of the high-priced seats. Several ladies had complained about the strong odor coming from the main floor from all of the unwashed bodies, as well as the gun smoke, so I had some exhaust fans installed on the roof, driven by a windmill affair. It wasn't very efficient, but it did work.