Let’s see what the Admin board has to say about your fighting and lesbianism.” I put on my prison uniform and Sally helped to button it up. Lana ...andcuffed my hands behind my back and led me away. Sally was crying. There was no admin board. I sat at a desk and conducted a meeting. My staff was the guards Catherine and Lana with prisoners Sherry and Angela. Everybody was happy with way Sally was progressing. She will be transported soon. The last prospects were failures, but this one was too. They should be on their way soon.’ Stepping gingerly through the remains of Christmas Eve in a department store, Dale made it to the infant without displacing it. Trying to steady his shaking hands, he made sure the limbs were free of the tangled ribbons before he dared to lift it. This little baby had known nothing but the shock of birth and a cold grave, and somehow that made it all the more important to Dale to treat it tenderly now. With the respect of a mortician preparing the body of a. Are you interested?I was interested. I declined her offer of another cracker, and accepted her offer of something to drink. She got a couple of bottles of Coors Light out of the fridge and brought them over. I sat down in a yellow leather armchair, and she curled up across from me on the matching couch, tucking her legs underneath her in a position I couldn't get into without yoga lessons."Let me give you some background first," she said. "I came to Hollywood when I was seventeen. That was .... "You moron!" she said, holding up a blue thong (she didn't say moron; she said something that wouldn't get printed here). She opened the car door, reached in and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my fly.She dropped her shorts and wiggled out of her panties. "I'm going to fuck your brains out," she hissed. "I'm going to fuck you 'till that thing falls off. You're not going to have the energy to find strange," she promised. With that, she climbed in and straddled me, facing me. The tip of my cock.