A guard's body was occupied by a homeless woman who had been living in a box near the prison. Her former body was still missing, and the guard's mind ...as also on the missing list. It appeared likely that the guard was in the homeless body but no one could be certain until the guard returned. There were many on the missing person's lists. Some might never be found, including five more prisoners who refused to identify themselves, apparently trying to pretend to be someone else in order to escape. “Mmm, darling, you taste so delicious” she said and her tongue felt good. It was only minutes before my first orgasm and then they kept coming. She was driving me insane.Finally she lifted her head and smiled. Her face was covered in dog cums and mine. She moved up the bed and it was the wettest kiss ever. “Now do it to me sweetheart” she said, her voice filled with emotion. I hesitated. “Fiona I want it now. Please” she said, almost begging. How could I refuse? Sliding down the bed I started. She is 21. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about anything, ready to fall asleep again. A moan came from above. There was a seductive tinge in it, pain and pleasure mixed together. For all I knew she was single, but obviously I was wrong. I heard shuffling, then another, more persistence moan. The moan quickly turned into series of quiet gasps, which started to fray my nerves. I heard something heavy dropping with a crash. "They are getting wild", I thought to myself.I was getting sleepy,. That is, before I remembered Melanie, who became quite ecstatic when she saw me making my way up her driveway.Melanie had already switched to the much larger bed in her mom's old room, in anticipation of my eventual arrival, and it was there that the two of us settled in just fine. Sex was great and more than frequent, as Melanie's hormones kicked her into overdrive, and our love making only became that much more intense as the winter went on. But while I never had to sleep alone, I couldn't.