This equated to 336 inmates total in one building. The ethnic diversity was at least 60% black, 25 % Hispanic, 10% White and others. Sixty percent bla...k prisoners calculates to about 200 men. Half of the inmates in the building were doing life without parole, or 15 years (or more) to life, which really meant life. Murder was the main reason most of them were here. Most of the prisoners had nothing to lose. In my bay, on the second floor, I was the only white inmate. The other 13 felons were. “Does the ‘Gentleman’s Special’ let me taste that clam?” I asked, letting the smooth end of my chopstick slip slightly inside her.“No, not the ‘Gentleman’s Special.’”“What does it include… besides the sushi, sashimi, rice and salad?”“The tea,” she replied, running a finger down over her nipple.“And that is all?”“Well,” she whispered, “for very fine gentlemen, those who are polite, I am permitted to... to touch myself.”“May I touch?”“You may touch yourself, but not me, not on the ‘Gentleman’s. When I met your father….” Mom got this dreamy look in her eyes. “Let’s just say, there’s a reason French men are famous as lovers.” (Yes, my dad’s ancestry is French and my mom’s is Irish.) “Italian men, too…” I smiled and looked at Vince. “Damned good lovers.” Mom kind of shocked me again. “His equipment, he got the super-sized upgrade, huh?” she winked. I gestured with my hands to show his 10-inch length. Mom let out a soft wolf-whistle. “Nice!” she smiled. She then gestured with her hands. He walked back to Alison Jones, knelt down and looked into her eyes. He smiled. "Thank you Alison for allowing me to fuck your arse and for allowing me to come all over your beautiful face."At first Alison couldn't speak. She wasn't used to being thanked for being what she was, a slut! But then she suddenly decided she liked the idea. She smiled at him. "You're welcome Master Robert. Maybe when Master Ian has finished with my slut cunt you can fuck me there too." Not until he goes to the.