Yes, there is a level five, but those inmates aren’t really alive anymore and actually have no hope whatsoever. I am in for maybe twenty-five years,...but there is a likely end at that point barring anything else seriously bad happening to me. So, no, the Kaibab is the worst for all intents and purposes.But like I say, I may be in a single occupant cell, but I still had to interact with other inmates at various times, like in showers and at meals.Then it was the end of August, a few days after. When i got there Cindy, Charlene and 2 black guys were on the porch. Cindy look tired, stone and disheveled. As she got in the car i could smell sex and booze, when she leaned over and kissed me i knew, the taste and smell was of cum and cock, when i pulled back from her a slight smile was on her lips and Charlene and the guys were laughing. As i drove away with Cindy still hugging me and kissing me she made the committs "did i like her kisses" and "now she knew the stories were true about. When she slid in next to him, I realized that there might be some advantages in an old car.Our meal was great. It was a country buffet served family style. After we all ate too much, we rode back to the RV and all went to bed. Marianne took Tom to her bed but, tonight, I heard no noises from the rest of the RV. Either they were quieter than I really believed possible or nothing happened out there. Karen and I engaged in oral sex which we had found on the island to our surprise, we really. [At HighSchool][Zack's perspective](Plays gentle music)Zack: Even though I think this is a stupid idea, I feel like I might actually be able to make a difference.Student: Um, Mister Wood.(Music stopped)Zack: Ew, I hate it already.[Austin's perspective]Austin: Okay, so my class is about to come in. The key is to be aggressive. Student need discipline. Health, let's talk about it. Let's break it down. Health is-(Student snoring)Austin: Hey! Are you sleeping? Don't sleep in my fucking class. What.