His granddaughter says I'm his girl friend and that will do for now. Let me turn the mike over to Bill."I took the mike. Good morning, Charles and the...rest of the Geritol group. I'm back at home in Alabama having escaped Georgia with two lovely ladies. You've heard from Eve and now I give you Joan."I pushed the mike to Joan. She said, "Hello, I'm Joan. Eve and I are staying at Bill's home for a few days. I've enjoyed meeting him in the last week as he's a great guy. I'm not sure what to do so. “I got your Oreos.” “Damn,” Damon replied. “I was just messin’ witcha.” “Oh! Well I didn’t wanna disappoint.” “You straight.” “I guess I’ll leave you alone! I’ll find somewhere else to be cause my cellmate asked me to leave so his daddy could come over.” “Who you stay wit’?” “Sammie.” “Yeah. That bitch stay getting’ fucked.” “Oh okay.” Damon asked, “You ain’t got no nigga yet?” “No, cutie,” Tony winked. “You a fool,” he chuckled. “Well, let me go.” “I mean the least I can do is share dees. "I apologize for officer Dahking. He won't bother you any longer." She said to me. "We are taking you to central prison to hold you."I had no time to contemplate her use of the word prison before I was whisked out of the room and down a long hall to an elevator. I wondered if Ken was behind any of the doors or he'd been taken to prison as well.We rode the elevator down six floors and came to a security door. The woman punched some numbers on the lock pad and the heavy door swung inward. The. The manager was a guy in his forties named Clive who Mrs O remembered as being a quiet man who was reasonably attractive and single who never seemed to take much notice of the women in the office.Mrs O was always the last to leave at night and was responsible for setting the alarm and locking the office which she quite liked to do as it gave her the chance to use the office computer and visit chat rooms where she would indulge in dirty chat with like minded guys.This particular night Clive was.