Everyone was snoring, I went to my bunk and lay down, barely slept when we were rousted out for breakfast.The guard who was with the trustee serving ...reakfast (Grits, bacon, eggs, toast coffee)asked how I was doing, FINE I croaked, I'd lost my voice. Whats wrong he asked, Picked up a cold or something I answered. Well he said, the Doc will be here today, we'll have him look at you.I sat down and picked at my food, Jud sat next to me saying,”Thanks for not saying anything”“What was I gonna. Her legs parted more and she hiked up up skirt to reveal that she was not wearing any panties!Her natural bush was so different than my wife's shaved pussy but somehow it fit.I reached for my zipper and unfasted my jeans. "Pull them off but leave your underwear on", she instructed.My eight inch cock was throbbing against my tight boxers. I wet spot was forming where i leaked precum as i rubbed my shaft and balls through my underwear. Her slipped a finger up and down her slit, parting the. " I whistled. "That's pretty stupid." "Thanks heaps. Go away. My life is ruined." "What is it?" She didn't say anything, but she hadn't movedaway; I still saw the shadow of her head. "I promise not to laugh." I heard her sigh. "I guess you'll know sooner or later. Comeon in." She reached around the d****s and unhooked the screen. It onlytook me a moment to shinny in and flop on the floor. Funny thing: thewindow seemed smaller than it used to. Spike was wearing cutoff jeans, a T-shirt...and. For the next hour she channel-hopped. She caught the end of a thriller where the main character was climbing into her car, unaware the killer was hiding in the trunk. ‘Nooo.’ She said to no one. ‘The spunk silly! You need to check out the spunk!’ She paused and looked around. Of course there was no one to hear. Her ears burned regardless and she stifled a nervous giggle. ‘Trunk.’ She spoke firmly and clearly. ‘Trunk.’ What is wrong with me? Get a grip girl, your head is turned all around. Of.