What I didn’t know was that, behind the almost-closed blind in the office window next to the copier, an eager audience was awaiting my humiliation!I...��m supposed to be fixing the copier but I can only stand there and gawp as the deliciously-lovely Miss Michelle pulls bits of machinery off it, jiggling Her lovely cleavage as She does. Without thinking, I’ve got my hand through my overalls pocket to get my stiffening knob upright. God knows what the girls next door are thinking, watching Wanker. Nobody bothered Michael for the rest of his time in the can. He had sex with Bob and everything was okay.Prison is a nasty place to be. Men have sex with other men. Guards have sex with the prisoners. The only way to survive is to meet somebody who will offer protection. Life in jail is no happy fairytale. Nobody wants to talk about their stints in prison. Everybody turns gay in prison. If they say otherwise, they're lying.Now Michael was going back. Back to the joint where he did time the last. .."Fuck" he moaned again "Bernie" he snapped "these ropes are fucking minging!" "Just get on with it" barked Bernie. Billy muttered, just loud enough to be heard. "Fucking horse Jiz!" But he continued with the task. He carefully untangled the ropes and then wiped his hands on Jackie's bum cheeks and back. Still grumbling, but undeterred he pushed Jackie's thighs up against the edge of the bales and threw the ropes out to the side. He then parted her knees and looped the rope around the length. I’ve already told them your boot, shirt and jean sizes.“If you’ll come with Barbra and me, she will help us pick out your shirts. I’ve already told her you wear Levi Jeans. Beth is taking Gail and Ginger in that room to help them try on their outfits.”I took Barbra’s hand when she reached out to shake. Though I didn’t have my guitar pick in my right hand, I had my left hand on the neck old my guitar, right over the pick where I had it slipped under the strings, at the top fret. I felt the.