"Is the craving still there?" Yes. There have been times I wanted a drink so bad I would have done anything for one. I could taste it in my mouth, fee... it move down my throat, feel that warm glow spread to every molecule in my body. But for where I was at the time, I would have fallen right back into the bottle. I'm an alcoholic, Flint. I'll have the craving for the rest of my life. I can live with that because I want to live more than I want to die, and if I have that drink, just one, I'll. ?Wow is that me, holy smokes. I havepierced ears in both my ears and two in each. All four are pink.?Oh, my god I am a total babe, no one is ever going to think of me as aguy. I stare at myself wearing only the smock you can only see my headand face, and you can see no maleness , only 100% female and I looksmoking hot too.?I know you look so grown up now with your ears pierced and light makeupand with your eyebrows looking all sexy now.? Sandy says while smilingat me. I feel the smock taken. There is a common area under the cells where a guy can work out a little free of charge because the folks at home watching the Arena at home want to see healthy people killing each other. What I saw shocked me horribly, Charlie was in a circle bloody and cut fighting off three men. "You fucking bitch." Charlie yelled as he spat the blood around his cut lip into the eyes of one of the guys and gave him a right hook then spun around and elbowed him across his face with a quick combination of. There would be no spanking and no caning. Certainly no sex, well, not with me anyway. I came to the conclusion that this would be purely a discussion about lesbian relationships.I was out of my depth on this one but excited at the same time.Six o’clock arrived. There was no knock on the door. Seven arrived and still nothing. I watched the clock on the wall tick by, I made myself another Nespresso coffee and sipped it gently, passing the time of day. I doubled checked the recording device and.