.. He stood for his inspection, and made sure he knew where he was in the list, before walking back to the cabin to leave the "stuff" behind. The cabi... was an indulgence of his, not that he needed it; he lived close by, but there was a certain feeling that came with the ability to pretend (even for a brief moment) that he was someone else, living in a time long past.He quietly walked inside and left his container with the spare parts inside the door, grabbed his Rattan Long Sword and belted its. Our eyes met, as her hips drew down and a swift push back up caused me to screech out. Her hands on my waist held me in place, as she humped me from underneath.I couldn’t describe the feeling of being penetrated like this. It was terrifying, and euphoric at the same time. She kept humping me, groaning out. Her pace was rapid and unhinged. She was pushing herself in me so fast and hard I couldn’t breathe.I pushed my hands down on her abdomen, trying to stop her. Her eyes were closed as she. They’re hard to describe, I guess.” Then I told her about meeting T.J. and Glen. “I don’t think Glen, the big guy, said a word the entire time I was there. T.J. did all the talking. And I couldn’t really tell if he was just sarcastic or just an asshole.”“Hopefully, he’s just sarcastic.”I nodded.Then she looked at me sidelong. “I’ve really missed you,” she said.“I’ve missed you too,” I said as I took her hand.“I’ve missed that too,” she said with a guilty smile, “but I’ve really missed just. And, Bubba was one of the top dogs in the prison. He also had a reputation for forcing his cell mates to change radically. They knew that last night was only a sample of what would happen to the youth that now shared Bubba's cell. Edwin picked at his food without hardly tasting it. He was beginning to think that trying to destroy FictionMania was not worth what had happened to him. After breakfast, Bubba introduced his new plaything to another pair of inmates, Spike and Chantilly..