We both invited him in and sat down and had some small talk before we went over to the table so we could have dinner. We had some very good conversati...ns over our meal and when we were done we were back in the living room and sat down. On the couch John and myself with Paul across from us sitting in a chair. We all knew why he was there but I was still nervous although John didn't seem to be nervous at all. I glanced several times and his crotch and I could tell he had a hard on for me. This. .. lust-engorged labia, the clitoris, and the vaginal opening itself. The jutting, pear-shaped buttocks, the inviting valley between them, and the enticingly puckered little anus. It was a classically voluptuous body -- quite a fat body by modern standards -- rendered in miniature, in a precious metal. And the facial features reminded him of someone he used to know. Someone he hadn't thought about for years. Someone he would have preferred to forget.Brenda. Big-butt Brenda. His girlfriend for. We had no privacy in our cell.’ ‘So, what are you going to fuck him up the ass, Vinnie?’ ‘Yeah, you know, for old time’s sake. I’ll probably have him blow me first. He’s going back in the joint for a parole violation and I thought I’d give him a bang before he left.’ ‘That’s big of you, Vinnie.’ I had trouble trying to compose my thoughts. ‘You’re not going to blow him are you?’ ‘Nah, I told you already. I’m not gay.’ Vinnie looked down at me. ‘Gees, Freddie, you really are shitfaced, aren’t. ” The girl freezes in position. “What is this game?” Ashley, scolded, withdraws her fingers. Her knees cross as she fidgets. Joi glances at the gap between the girl's inner thighs. Joi looks over the top edge of her glasses. “The game is service. And that means?” Ashley hesitates. “On my knees?” “ Is that an answer or a question?” Ashley stands up straighter. “On my knees.” “ That's better,” Joi encourages. “Always on a lower level. Now if the game calls for romance or seduction, equal.