The third day the chief release the Mexican girls and the two American guys. Both guys left without asking about their girlfriends. The American girls...had to entertain the chief and his officers before they to were released. The only thing that changed for me was more men had been added to the cell, now with over sixteen men in it I never got a moment of rest. At the end of a week, the chief asked me if I wanted to be moved to another cell. I couldn't believe it he was willing to get me out of. If you kind of smoothed the plastic from the outside in, it would stick to the parts of the page that weren't covered with photos. There were several different sized pictures; some Polaroids, 3X5s and 5X7s.In the beginning, all the pictures had Vivian in them. A young, beautiful, vibrant, long-haired Vivian who showed no sign of the cancer that would eventually eat her alive. There were a few with my father but the majority were only her. I imagine he took most of them. She got progressively. She was getting naughty day by day and she also started sending such msgs to me in return.I was enjoying this very much. But one day I gained some courage and asked her whether she liked having sex and was she satisfied by her husband. I was shocked by her reaction, she left the place without saying a word and did not speak to me for 3 days. I felt very bad by her reaction.Later I was regretting for what I had asked. But to my utter surprise after some days I got an msg from her which read-“hi. For about 2 hours she mingled as i watched her. I noticed her look over at me a few times but thought nothing of it. As the guset started to thin out at about 3am Alice came over to me and asked if i would join her out in the garden(back yard) so i said sure. She put her arm around me walked me around the yard and we eventually stopped at a shed at the back of the property. She told me that she liked to do clay pottery and that she would love to show me some of her work in the shed that she.