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Chapter 3 – W1 Monday Eve
Ivan, Luke, and Mike got to the cafeteria, almost too late. There was still plenty of food left but the kitchen crew of two were ready to put things away and call it a night.
Ivan said, “Shorty, we appreciate y’all keepin’ the food out for us latecomers. We should be the tail of the crew from D2.”
Shorty was the nickname that had been tacked on to LaVerne. They called him Shorty, because he was only about 4’10” tall. He looked almost like a kid but was actually thirty-one years old, and a light-skinned black dude, and was really kind of cute.
Shorty responded, “It wouldn’t be so bad if we had some help here. Only two of us right now to prepare the food and feed nearly forty eaters. We were told we are getting some help but haven’t seen him yet.”
Ivan came back, “Actually, Shorty, you have seen him.” Pointing to Mike, “Shorty, this is Mike, and he is starting training in Culinary Arts, probably tomorrow.”
“Whew, about time!” Shorty, smiling, and extending his hand, “Mike, you have no idea how glad I am to see you. I’m LaVerne, but they have nicknamed me Shorty. I don’t really like it, but I guess I can live with it. I really prefer to be called LaVerne or just Vern. You’re staying in Dorm 2?”
“Yeah,” Mike answered, returning the handshake. “Dorm 2, bed 11. Pleased to meet you.”
“Bed 11?” responded Vern, smiling. “That’s neat! I’m in Dorm 2, Bed 12, so we are next door neighbors! See you at bedtime.”
Luke and Mike, with their trays of food, followed Ivan to sit at a table occupied by three other men, all of whom they had seen back in Dorm 2.
“Luke and Mike,” said Ivan, “I’d like you to meet Smitty, Darin, and Josh. Luke, these three guys, along with you and I complete the Carpentry Group. Tomorrow, you will meet Mr. Wilson, the paid instructor.”
The group made small talk while they continued to eat their dinner, then all except Mike headed back to the dorm. Mike actually wanted to chat with Vern for a couple minutes. He wasn’t certain if he liked the idea of Vern having the bed next to him or not. Mike headed over to the kitchen area of the cafeteria and stood in the doorway until James noticed him.
James spoke, “If you’re here expecting to get something to eat, the serving stopped a half hour ago. So how can I help you?”
“I just wanted to see Vern for a few minutes if I could,” Mike answered.
James responded, “He’s busy right now. We’re short handed and trying to get the hell out of here tonight.”
Vern, hearing the conversation, came over to where the other two were. Vern stated, “James, cool it! This is Mike, he is our savior, our new trainee. Mike, please meet the senior Culinary Arts trainer, James Lester.”
The two shook hands and James smiled, wishing he hadn’t been so rough toward Mike.
Vern asked, “Mike, you in a hurry?”
Mike said, “No, I’ve nothing important to do.”
Vern said, “If it is ok with James, I can start training you tonight. The dishes have yet to be done and I can show Mike how to operate the dishwasher.” James nodded his head in approval.
“Come on in,” Vern said, “The dishwasher is right over here.” And led the way. He continued, “It’ll take us about an hour to do the dishes and scrub the pots and pans. Then we’ll have plenty of time to chat before bedtime. Remind me to take out some sausage from the freezer to thaw for breakfast tomorrow.”
For the next hour, Vern and Mike did dishes and made small talk, while James busied himself with the broom and mop, so in an hour they were all ready to leave.
Mike said, “Vern, Don’t forget about the sausage.”
“Come with me, Mike,” Vern said, and Mike followed Vern into the walk-in freezer. “We have to take some sausage out of the freezer and put it in the fridge to thaw. Tomorrow is Tuesday and Tuesday is Sausage and Gravy with biscuits for breakfast.”
“Cool,” Mike replied. “I really like Sausage Gravy on biscuits.”
“James,” Vern paused, “Please wake both of us in the morning. Mike will be in the bed next to mine, #11. Have a good night.”
Mike questioned Vern, “Where does James sleep?”
“He is over in Dorm 1. Security will wake him up about 4:30 AM and he will come and wake us up shortly after. We need to have breakfast ready to serve by 6:30, so the guys can eat and be ready to leave for training by 7:30”
“Good night you two,” James said as he turned out the lights and locked the cafeteria doors. “Oh, and thanks for the help, Mike.”
Once outside the building, Vern spoke, “Mike, would you like to take a walk around the campus?”
Mike responded with, “Are we allowed to?”
“Sure, as long as we don’t leave the perimeter of the campus. They can tell where we are,” Vern said, holding his arm up to show the bracelet, “and if we leave the campus, patrol will be notified to capture us.”
As near as they could figure, it was probably close to 8 PM when they left the cafeteria. They just kind of strolled down towards a woodsy area not too far from the Dorms. It wasn’t dark yet but would be in another half an hour or so. Mike was beginning to actually like Vern, even though he had been apprehensive a little earlier. Vern seemed, to Mike, to be like a little boy. Even at 31 he had that little boy look, and was really quite likable. Unknown to Mike, Vern was about to shock him.
Vern suddenly stopped walking and just stood there, so Mike stopped also. Mike queried, “Is something wrong?”
“I don’t know,” Vern replied. “I’m a little scared.”
“Of what?” Mike responded.
“You,” Vern admitted, “If I ask you what I want to ask you.”
“I’m harmless,” Mike assured Vern, “Just go ahead and ask it.”
“Here goes,” Vern paused, grabbing Mike’s hand, “Can I kiss you?”
“I need to warn you, Vern,” Mike stated, “I return them! I need to get us a little more equal.” With that, Mike picked up the 85 pounds Vern and stood him on a stump. “Now you can kiss me!”
Now that Vern had the opportunity, he wasted no time. His tongue pressed between Mike’s lips, fighting with Mike’s tongue for supremacy. They were hugging each other and the height difference was noticeable. Mike was feeling a throbbing bulge near his navel while pushing his boner against Vern’s thigh.
Suddenly, Mike, pulling away, “I feel like I’m messing around with a little boy, I could go to jail for that.”
Vern dropped his pants and boxers, releasing his meat to the open air. Then he grabbed Mike’s hand and placed it on his own manhood.
“Does that feel like a little boys weenie?” was Vern’s question.
Mike admitted, “Not really. How does a little guy like you get blessed with a cock like that? Wow, I think it may even be bigger than mine, and I know I have about eight and a half hard. Now I have a question for you Vern. Would you like to fuck?”
“That depends!” Vern exclaimed. “Are you a bottom or top?
“That depends!” Mike explained, “on who I’m with and what they like to do. I like to suck and be sucked, fuck and be fucked. I guess I’m just versatile and 100% gay. And sometimes I really like to just make out and cuddle. What about you?”
“I would really love to sink my eight inches of meat into your man’s pussy.”
“So I guess you’re a top?” Mike mused. “If you want my ass, just take it!”
“Nobody knows my cock better than me,” stated Vern. “Once it’s hard like this, it’ll likely stay that way till I get it off, one way or another. Would you like to ride my pony?”
“I know this is kinda off subject,” questioned Mike, “but have you ever sucked a dick?’
“Sure, quite a few times”
“How about an uncut one?”
“Never,” Vern answered, “I never really thought I wanted to.”
“Well, I had wanted to try it for a long time,” Mike stated, “Until today I’d never even seen a guy naked with an uncut cock. And today I had my first experience sucking one.”
“How was it, and who was it?” queried Vern.
“I can’t answer both,” Mike said, “It was deliciously awesome, but I don’t kiss and tell. Would I do it again? Absolutely! Now, about that pony, is it ready for mounting?”
“Follow me, Mike,” Vern stated, “there is a nice, soft, grassy area just a couple minutes from here.” Mike followed Vern’s lead to the spot Vern was referring to.
Vern was right. Even walking the short distance, Mike had pretty much lost his boner, but Vern’s cock was still hard as steel. Mike was still astounded as to how such a little guy could sport such a big cock. Mike’s taint was twitching, and he really wanted Vern’s cock inside him.
Without conversation, both men removed each other’s clothing except for socks and sneakers. Vern lay on his back, with that beautiful black cock standing at full attention. It was, at least eight, more likely nearly nine inches long with a relatively good sized mushroom head and no visible foreskin. There was also a good amount of pre-cum, coating the head and shaft.
Mike lay down next to Vern, on his side and propped up on his elbow. He leaned over and tenderly kissed Vern’s lips, then worked his way down to suck on Vern’s nipples, causing shivers to shoot through Vern’s entire body.
“Oh my god,” Vern groaned, “Nobody has ever made me feel so damn good. I could lay with you like this forever.” Then, “I can see why you like to cuddle and make out! This is just, I don’t know, exhilarating. But my pony is getting anxious.”
“No more so than my pussy,” replied Mike. “I don’t know how this is gonna work out cause we don’t have any lube. I’m glad you are generating a lot of pre, maybe with a little saliva, we can do this without lube. I want you in me! Now!”
Mike got up on his right knee and swung his body over, straddling Vern. He then shucked up a few inches, so that his knees were against both sides of Vern’s ribs. Their cocks were touching each other, both guys leaking precum. Mike slid his finger to salvage what he could of his own pre, mixing it with Vern’s and spreading it all over Vern’s dick. He then spit a mouthful of saliva into his hand and used it to lube up his hole the best he could.
Mike then proceeded to line the head of Vern’s dick with his own taint, slowly pushing his hole down over the head of Vern’s cock. Gradually pushing down, the bulb slipped into his hole.
“Oooh,” Mike groaned, “It’s been a while since I’ve had that sensation! Not complaining, just not quite used to it.”
Gradually, Mike started to ride that little man’s dick, each time he lowered himself down, it slid further up his channel.
“Stop!” Vern commanded, “ It feels great, Mike, but I don’t want to cum just yet.”
“You’re not even all the way in yet. I’m gonna slam down, just once, all the way, Mike said, then we can take a break for a few.” Mike slammed down, “Ouch!”
Vern asked, “Are you okay?”
Mike replied, “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s probably been a couple years for me, and the last time, he wasn’t quite as big as you. I didn’t think that slam would hurt quite as much as it did. Now that you are all the way in, it is starting to feel really good. I love how you feel inside me. How is it feeling for you?”
“I’m having some mixed emotions,” replied Vern. “I’m not sure how long I can hold off the orgasm. My mind says hold off, and my dick says it wants to shoot! Can we just stay like this for a while?”
“That’s asking a lot, Vern,” Mike responded, “I want this to be good for both of us. It’s just not cool of only one of us gets satisfied. You’re just in the right place to hit my prostate, and I can’t handle too many hits before I shoot.”
Vern then brought up another fact, “Are you aware that we have to get up almost 2 hours ahead of most of the other students?
“I didn’t think about that,” Mike replied, “So maybe we better wrap this up and get some sleep. I want to finish up this pony ride.” With that thought, Mike started to ride Vern’s cock a little faster. Every time he lowered himself on that cock, it was pounding on his sweet spot, and he was getting closer.
Suddenly Vern exclaimed, “I’m Cumminnnggg!”
“Not without me, you’re not,” remarked Mike, as he shot his load all over Vern’s chest and face.
Mike slowly pulled off Vern’s dick, trying to hold what he could in his rectum, at least until he could let it drain out on the grass. Vern was just lying there, spent, and grinning.
Mike stated, “I just love the taste of cum!” as he bent over and started licking it off Vern’s chest, “Yep, even my own.”
Using his fingers, Vern started to slide the cum on his face into his mouth, and then said, “You think you’re the only one? You know, you don’t taste bad yourself!”
Both men started to get dressed and ready to head back to Dorm 2, knowing, without any doubt, that they both seriously needed a shower.
Mike spoke, “You know Vern, I had some concerns about our beds being next to each other. Working together, and sleeping that close together could be kind of a drag. After the last couple of hours together, I’ve thrown those concerns out. I think we can be friends, maybe even very close friends, with benefits.” Mike continued, “I told you I was gay, but you have never told me if you were, are you?”
“Really?” Vern quipped. “When I first met you, when you were getting your dinner, my Gaydar went off, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding. Only gay guys have Gaydar. I’ve never met a woman I was even interested in dating. And, have you forgotten? I asked if I could kiss you? How many straight dudes have asked to kiss you? Any more doubts?”
“You are really a sweet guy,” Mike returned, “and I guess I wasn’t really thinking. It seems that the more I am around you and the more I get to know you, the more I like you. I’ve never really even considered dating or having sex with a black dude, and I don’t even think of you now as being black. I just think of you as a friend. Black is just a label, like gay is a label.”
“I’ll make a deal with you,” said Vern, grinning, “We both need a good shower when we get back to the dorm, if you’re willing to scrub my black ass, I know I won’t mind scrubbing your white ass. Deal?”
“Deal!” said Mike, smiling. “I think we should seal this deal, with a kiss!”
They kissed, deeply and tenderly, and held each other for a few minutes then headed for the Dorm, knowing that 4:30 AM is just around the corner.
* * * * *
Jesse and Kurt are about finished with dinner. Even though Kurt had twice the food to eat, he ate enough faster than Jesse that they both finished about the same time.
“So,” Jesse spoke, “What did you want to talk about?”
“I want to keep it private, Jesse,” replied Kurt. “That’s why I wanted to find a quiet place without ears around. It’s kinda personal. Can you keep it to yourself?”
“Sure,” replied Jesse, “I think it’s time for a walk around Campus.”
The two dropped off their trays at the tray return, and walked out of the cafeteria and went outside. A few minutes walk took them to a quiet, secluded, woodsy area, where there just happened to be a fallen tree that would make a good bench, and they sat down.
“Jesse,” Kurt started, “I know you are gay, but do you know that I am not?” Jesse nodded. “It been quite a while since I have had any pussy, and the prospects here are looking pretty dim. Generally, I’m not really looking just for a little release. If that was all I wanted, I can always make use of ole lady thumb and her four sons. I’m looking for something a little more intimate.”
“Lord, child,” Jesse replied, “There are plenty of dudes around here that should be able to satisfy you.”
“I really don’t know how to say this,” Kurt continued, “but, I would really like for you to be my girl.”
Jesse, seriously, “Kurt, I am flattered, however, that can never be. You, new guys, don’t know this yet, but I am already someone’s girl.” Jesse takes Kurt’s hand. “You are a very handsome and likable young man, but my love has been taken, by Ruben. He has a bedroom attached to his private office. You will see that, on many nights, I am not in my bed, the bed next to yours. Those are the nights I am with Ruben. So, effectively, I am Ruben’s bitch.”
Kurt, shattered, “You sure know how to hurt a guy. I’m not even gay, but I had really thought, or at least hoped, that I could make you my girl. I really wanted that ass of yours. Just imagining what it would be like caused me to get hard, so hard I had to masturbate, every time. I am sorry I wasted your time. Guess I’ll head to the Dorm.
Jesse, feeling pity, “Kurt, I’m so sorry. I hate to hurt anyone. Please don’t let this blow tear you apart. Things will get better, I promise.”
They leave the area, Kurt to his dorm, Jesse to…who knows where.
To be continued…
In Chapter 04
Vern and Mike swap blowjobs.
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Six months ago, if someone told me I would be a bitch to a jailbird, Iwould have laughed in their face, but here I amSixmonths ago, if someone told me I would be a bitch to a jailbird, I would havelaughed in their face, but here I am! Let me tell you a little bit about mylife inside. Iam nothing more than my Mistresses handbag, there I?ve said it, her handbag, you see in prison, prisoners aren?t allowed to carry mobilephones or drugs, so they get some poor bitch to do that for them, so where...
Recently I took my class to the local prison. It was a scared straight type of presentation. The guards brought us around and walked us through the cell blocks. Walking through the men’s area I was hounded by a bunch of the inmates who told me how they would fuck me and how I looked like I loved dick. Toward the end of the walk through I made eye contact with a few of them and blew them a kiss. They went wild. Then I made the mistake of getting a bit too close to the bars and one grabbed my arm...
I have to admit, my lawyer was very apologetic and accompanied me while I was transported from the jail to the state penitentiary. I'm not sure how he was able to do it, but he went as far as the main entry gate, where I climbed out of the van and was walked though a gate.My lawyer talked for nearly the entire ride, either apologizing or laying out his strategy for an appeal. He kept saying, "Don't worry, I'll get you out of this. It's an open and shut appeal."Well we had gone from an open and...
Prison Without End Nothing is more memorable or potentially arousing than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a face from the past. Or a foot. Or a cock. In my case, I am ashamed to say, all three. I caught it in a crowded elevator, on the way up to my office. His smell detonated softly in my memory like a velvet land mine. In moments, my soft prick grew hard. I turned my head, discretely, to catch sight of him; he of the three years that I...
Prison Bitch part 2 When Johnnie woke the next morning he kept his eyes shut tightly, maybe it was all a horrible nightmare! the burning pain in his ass told him different ,he opened his eyes and saw the grim concrete wall his face pressed up to it , he felt the weight of the man's huge arm over his body ,no it was all real he tried to stifle a sob , soon it will be over ,his dads lawyers were working on it , right now he needed to piss , the last thing he wanted to do was awake his...
The battle was over. The empire had won a decisive victory. The defeated army had surrendered. Several thousand prisoners had been taken. Most would be auctioned off as slaves in the empires markets. They were the lucky ones. Three hundred of the strongest, fittest, most handsome were transported to the capital. There awaited them a truly frightening fate. The captives, 300 men were gathered outside the city gates. They were met there by the queens imperial guards. A group of women known...
The naked exposed prisoners were forced into groups. Each had his hands tied securely behind his back. Each man then had his testicles shackled and manacled to every man in the group. The chains led between each mans legs which led to the balls of the man behind him. The chains were heavy and pulled every captives aching suffering balls downward. They were to be paraded naked in the hot sun shackled by the testicles and occasionally whipped by guards through the main street of the...
Prison Farm Pleasure! TJ Ryder www.Midnightx.com/ Profusely illustrated Adult stories! Chapter 1 Paula's Choice! Summer at Oakdale Reformatory, the experimental female-runfacility for the correction of male offenders, was very pleasant, for the guards, with green meadows surrounding the starkly black and white huge concrete block...
Note : This story is completely fictional! It was close to midnight and the women’s prison was already dark. Most of the prisoners were asleep except one. Diana was lying on her bunk staring at her new inmate, a curvy, petite, brunette named Julia. Diana sat on her bed. She had ripped her sleeves off her top earlier making a knot by her bellybutton to accentuate her breasts. She wanted to fuck Julie badly. She jumped off her bunk and grabbed Julie by her hair. “Wake up, whore!” Diana whispered....
EroticThe year was 2019. The people's revolution had taken place. The enemies of the people, the reactionaries, members of the bourgeoise and the tools of the imperialist government have been imprisoned. That included Politicians, journalists, media personalities and most of all, celebrities. To some, the death was quick. Others, however, still had some service to the state that they needed to fulfill The Facility of Undesirables for Correction and Reeducation was intended, at least on the surface,...
BDSMOn the shadowed rim of lost nightmares, haunted by visions of the Reaper and the Brothers Grim, it’s hard to find the distinction between what is real and what is an illusion. Sitting on the edge of just such a pointless realization, I crushed out the last bit of my “rollie”, (better known as a cheap, hand-rolled smoke), and carefully tucked it into the worn-out Marlboro box that had served as my cigarette case for the past few weeks. Things had gotten pretty lean. The bail money, and the...
I inhaled the crisp and clean morning air. The car was cold and I could feel the metal sting my skin through my sweater as I leaned against it. I looked down again at my watch, almost time. I made my way along the fence and waited at the gate, the doors would open soon. It seemed like forever and then the heavy doors started to click and swung open. Four guys walked out with duffel bags of belongings bulging with items. I didn’t care so much about them, their was one more solitary man walking...
“OK bitch you need to suck me up. Get it?? Make me hard and suck me off.”“I don't know how to do that,” I whimpered, “You guys just fuck my face.” Since that 1st night, a week ago, they'd beat me up and said if I let them use my face the wouldn't that take the ass. So They would head fuck me at will“Yeah well your gonna be our bitch you need to do this.” He slapped me lightly on the head.I lifted his meat, he was big, about 8” soft, big around as a large banna, uncut. I skinned him back....
Prison of Flesh By Lynn LeFey The mirror lies. I see the almost handsome man reflected. I play the role well, husband, father, pillar of the community. But inside, the woman I truly am screams for freedom, for honest expression. It will never happen. My life is given to others. Civic duty, let us say. I turn from the mirror. The lie continues. Others react to me as the man they see. All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. So Shakespeare...
Note : This story is completely fictional! It had been a long time since Sarita had seen her older brother Bobby. In fact, the most she’d seen of him in recent years was a few pictures. While fathered by the same man, they had different mothers and were hence separated as small children. But they did not grow up as strangers to one another. They had kept in as best contact as they could, which was now reduced to mere phone conversations, as Bobby was currently incarcerated. Now, for the first...
IncestClarissa was a spoiled brat. Always had been. The only child of the richest man and woman in the town, Clarissa had what she wanted when she wanted it. But it was not enough for her. No, Clarissa decided that buying stuff was not enough. She decided to steal anything she wanted. It started small, with packs of gum or candy bars. Slowly it escalated to clothing and shoes. Over the year, she had been caught nearly 25 times, stealing items totaling hundreds of thousands of dollars. But, until...
The guard stood at the steel barred entrance to cell #4, with an air of dominating confidence and a huge bulge in his tan trousers. He took out his keys and motioned to the ancient looking old skinny women, shackled in thick old rusty chains behind him.Her sagging tits were chained to the stench emitting bucket she carried in her frail arms. Its putrid contents sloshed around as she tried to steady it.“Don’t spill any of it you old hag, or you won’t get any of it later. We’ll just make you eat...
You are a guy that get to prison. While the warder bring you to your cell the other prisoners look at you like a tiger at a rabbit. A little bit scared you look at a guy that grins dirty at you. Then you realize that this is you cell. The wardener open the door and push you inside. You fell down right in front of this guy. You look up a bit shocked. "Yo. You want directly suck my cock eh?" he grins at you and grab you hair. ...
GayJon couldn't believe it when the judge had finished. He couldn't believe even as he was shoved into the transportation bus. The true reality of the situation hit Jon when he stepped through the prison doors. 8 years. He was only 19 but his life was already over, 8 years. Jons parents had kicked him out when he was 18, "our job is done" they said. Jon was homeless and desperate for cash, he robbed a convenience store. It was stupid, there was only $200 in the register and the police would catch...
The goverment started a secret plan that mandated all black inmated to new Alcataz styled lockup be called BLACK STEEL.Burlau of Prisons . Made throught out decision to allow cuckold that wives in need of a Real Man. to contact the prison in there state. With serveral naked pic of wife and pic of her worthless cucks in panties and humilating pic. The wardren and his guards would read and see what cell she would be in. We where so excited about this new program and waiting for a call, the...
After reading Ms. Rogers’ little diary, I felt more bold. I wanted to keep her on her toes,but my reasons were changing. Knowing she wanted my attention, instead of lessening the appeal, fueled my fire. Because of shakedown we missed a few days of class. I thought I would lose my mind. It was like seeing a Coke billboard and getting a craving flung on you, but then you get to a machine… Cokes are a dollar, but you’ve only got ninety cents. Over those days for some reason I didn’t really...
Chapter 4 – W1 Monday nightMike and Vern walked into Dorm 2 and noticed that most of the guys were in the rec. room. If anyone was aware that they came in together, nothing was mentioned. Most of the men were used to seeing the kitchen crew come in a little later anyway. They went to their lockers, got towels, soap, and clean boxers, and headed to the shower. Since most of the guys had showered before dinner, the shower stall was empty.Dropping their dirty clothes on the floor, they entered...
Gay MalePrison bitch Johnny had never been so terrified in all his life, the guard led him down the wing, men were shouting at him, blowing kisses! He was a guy for fucks sake! He had a regular girl outside away from this crazy place. He almost vomited when he saw the boy masturbating, reaching out to him! He looked to the guard. "What the fuck!" the guard shrugged. "Overcrowding not enough cells so the weak ones sleep in the corridors, you're lucky because of your age the Governor has...
2. Francesco looked around with wary eyes. He had been given a set of fresh clothes which consisted of a t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and one pair of snickers, and then forced into the chopper, next to a bunch of other boys who looked no older than him. He hadn’t been in juvie much, so, in his mind, he thought he didn’t belong there, but no one cared what he thought about it, anyway. He stood on a long bench, at a safe distance from the others. From the short time he had been...
The next day, our lessons began. Bob wanted to learn how to read in a week. I explained to him that it would take much longer than that. After he got to know the alphabet, I told him we need to get some books from the library. We went to the prison library to find some learning books. We took the books to have them stamped out; the librarian tried to have a laugh at us for getting education books. I saw Bob put his head down to shame. I said to the librarian, “Do you have the book ‘The...
It was July on a Sunday afternoon I was in the yard with two young inmates, working on their abs. We were just getting ready to finish for the day when I saw one of the guards approaching us. When he was near enough, he said, “Jack, you have a visitor.” I got up looked at him and said, “It can’t be for me; my parents came last week.” “It’s for you, a young man your age.” The only person I could think of was Tyrone. I grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off my face as I started to make my...
Olga eyed the new inmate with a sly smile. She slid her baton over his slim body. "Have they told you what to expect?" Norman cringed. He stared back at the uniformed woman who seemed to enjoy his fear. "Yes," he breathed. "I'm not sure I can take it?" As her beady eyes ran over his body he examined her with a warmth that surprised the grey-haired matron. She was a big woman and her brown uniform shirt strained against her massive breasts. Her heavy stomach was held in check by...