For three days she was distracted — almost to the point of losing her lunch to a punk-assed whale of a woman named Rhonda on Thursday — wondering ...ust who would walk through that door.The last person she’d expected was the k!d, and yet there she was: Little Miss Muffet had crawled right into the spider’s web and was begging for more.She leered at the k!d, ready to start shucking her scratchy prison-issued clothes, but the look in those sad blue eyes stopped her dead in her tracks.She knew that. At the same time she unzipped my trousers, taking my almost erected dick out and wanking it slowly. It took no long before we were both naked and me playing with her full 8” erection. We went to the bedroom were she started sucking me, At the same time she was running one of her fingers in and out of my asshole. I noticed she had brought Vaseline and was lubricating me. Once she had me panting, turned me around with a pillow under my belly and entered me strongly. It was a time since I had been. Would you like a drink?"Sue seemed to be looking at me as if me standing here in my skirtand panties was 'normal'. So with legs that felt like jelly Iwalked towards her and as I came alongside her she gave me a kisson my cheek and said, "I think you look really pretty tonight. Would you like a G&T or a whisky."My mind was in total turmoil and I managed to ask for a whiskybefore almost collapsing on the sofa. When Sue brought my drinkI downed half of it in a gulp and as my mind slowly came. The rolling thing was fine, unless you count the excruciating head pain it caused. My screams were all internal. I still wasn't making sounds. That little side trip into agony was as exhausting as trying to speak to Rebecca.Then someone thought to medicate me before moving me around, and the excruciating part of my day was converted into stabbing pain, for only thirty minutes.Progress is progress.It was late at night when I opened my eyes and could finally hear, see, and speak. Wanting to try.