Amber's eyes never left the intriguing female...watching her intently until she disappeared into the crowd.Amber was totally stunned. She had never se...n anything like that in her life. Her whole body felt flush as a wave of sexual excitement swept over her.Amber glanced around her, looking for someone, anyone who might have observed the unusual scene. No one gave any hint, their face's stuck in a newspaper or just staring straight ahead. The whole act took less than ten seconds but it fully. The man in cell number three was a small, wiry vaquero with a scowl on his lumpy, beat-up face, and a shitty attitude.“Wha chew wan, gringo?” he snarled in badly broken English.“A little respect for starters,” I answered in Spanish. “I am your abogado if you want one.”When he saw that we could speak together in Spanish, Pedro did want me to represent him - not that either of us thought it would do much good. By his own admission, he was guilty as hell of gross stupidity, as well as everything. He then reached forward and placed his hand next to Miss Halstead`s and touched my penis and run his sweaty finger along the tip of my bright pink bell-end, Miss Halstead holding my foreskin back.“I have a treat for you boy” he said, “Would you like to suck on something tasty?”“Yes please” I replied innocently.He then untied the rope belt he had around his waist and his pyjama bottoms fell to the ground and he caressed his thick un-erect cock, gradually stroking it and massaging it like sister. As such, he rarely received any privacy, and there was a teenage male urge that he desperately needed to carry out. Whenever he received a chance like this when he was alone, he made use of it.While his mother was out shopping for groceries, April, pretending at school to be his new stepsister, had received detention and wouldn’t be home for another hour, giving him several minutes all to himself. Thank God for Mr. Erickson being such a hardass. How am I ever supposed to become this great.