She make me sit in a chair to take the photo. i repeatedly ask her to give the kiss. i always refused me that she never told that. At last i convince ...er , she came near me and hold my chin and kiss in my cheek. Suddenly i hold her face and planted a kiss in her lip. she immediately beat me and start to cry.Then i consoled her and after an hour i hold her face and place my lip on her lip . She smelled so good i like the smell very much. I understood that women maintain themselves to smell good.. I put my things on the bed, sat down, took out the envelope and just stared at it. I felt a tear run down my cheek.Then my cell mate spoke, “Here, wipe your eyes. Don’t let the others see you like this.”He threw me a box of tissues. I whispered, “Thank you.”That is how my prison sentence started. Bob, who is my cell mate, and I hardly talked. Only ‘Good Morning’ and ‘Good Night’. He always seemed to hold that Bible close to his heart. Not one time did he open it while I was present. We were. I went rang calling bell. She opened the door and shocked, how come you this time, I said I new that you are not well that’s why I came I said. She was so happy and she went bathroom for fresh, went to kitchen to prepare tea.{her hubby went work he was working for bank, and children went to school}.I went behind her and sat there on stool, she told having head ache. I asked her I will apply balm, by the time tea is ready, we had tea first. Then I took the balm and I applied her forehead. She. “I just hope that it hasn’t been an overload for you mate” I said. “No not at all. It has been an education for me. It has given me more of an insight about people, sexuality and life in general” he went on. “Sure, some of these experiences were pretty intense and some new to me but I think that I needed this. I really do.”Nothing much more was said for a while and Brett closed his eyes and fell asleep for the next hour or so. Then he sat up and said “Wow! I must have been asleep for a while..