‘Stop it, you know I’ve only had a couple of boyfriends, I don’t seem to have what they want,’ ‘Big norks?’ ‘Yeah and no knickers.’ sh... said venomously, walking over to Pete ‘Poor you, but as you said earlier, Mr Right is out there, you just need to find him.’ ‘Right,’ Sally grinned and nodded at Pete, ‘Aww juniors gone to sleep, look all curled up in its nest, night night little man.’ Without thinking Sally knelt down and planted a kiss on Pete’s cockhead. ‘Shit!’ Pete lurched away and watched. Prison was far from civilized. It was dog-eat-dog where the strong survived and the weak succumbed and the result was a culture that worked. Those with a skill or a talent or some degree of knowledge that could be bartered into something better were the winners. The weak or the ignorant looked to those others for their survival, often at the cost of something more precious; their dignity.I was one of the more fortunate and I had learned to take advantage when it was to my benefit. Compassion. Our kiss was getting out of control when she lifted her body up enough to reach down to slide her hand into my boxers. I jumped when she grabbed my cock, she looked at me and smiled as she slowly kissed down my body making my muscles twitch where she placed a light kiss. She stopped at my nipples n bite them one by one I pressed my head harder into the ground as she continued to stroke my cock slowly and kissing down my body. She had me on the edge but I didn't want to finish so fast. “DAMN. I've been bisexual since I was a teenager, when I first fooled around with male friends. I continued playing with both men and women into my early 20s but something always seemed to be missing from my relationships. Then, a few years ago, a girlfriend of mine and I went to see the movie "Secretary." For those of you who haven't seen it, the film tastefully deals with a S&M relationship between a male boss and his female secretary.When my girlfriend and I were lying in bed that night she told me.