“Little more time buddy, little more”. She held out her hand and motioned me to come to her with her sexy fingers. I obeyed, who wouldn’t? I wen... to her n kissed her again. She pressed her body against mine and i regretted stripping a minute ago. I massaged her back and her ass. I put my hand inside her panties and had her ass in my palm for the first time. It was firm and soft at the same time. It was perfect. I massaged all around as if checking for something. I pulled her cheeks apart and. Her time in 'thesystem' had not been kind to her. It had a hierarchy; she had been farfrom its apex.Juvenile detention and later prison had aged her; she looked 35, not 21.She was lifeless. The only colour on her pale skin was that of her fewvisible prison tattoos. Her index and middle fingers on her left handwere unnaturally bent; she had been prey.Years ago, the judge had ordered her to undergo a pre-trial evaluation.It had been determined that she: a) had not been suffering any mentaldefect;. As I went to sleep, I noticed white underwear hanging in the bathroom and I could bet my life on it that it was Anusha’s underwear. As the night went on, I tossed in my bed thinking of Anusha. I gathered courage and got the underwear with me into my room and closed the door. It was really white and soft. Soft underwear for a soft arse I thought. I felt it all over and found it to be little wet in a place. I smelt it and I got a sexual high. I used to love to masturbate on my hard pillow. But. High on mdma.. and smoking weed inside the store .. because i was too lazy to go to the back and spark up.. and if gabriel saw me doing this.. he would always just say some funny things & brush it off, because sometimes he would look pretty trashed too and sometimes he would just take my joint outta my hands , goto the back and smoke it himself .. and say things like.. YOU GONNA COME SMOKE THIS WITH ME OR WHAT ??[/b]but this one time... i came into work super high.. the night before, i had.