His words and the situation were persuading me. I do like being bad. What could be more bad than fucking my husbands friend. Dan seeing me contemplat...ing, No one would know, it will be our little secret. You would always have that on him. Why should he have all the fun? He was right. It was all making sense. I wanted to but I wanted him to make all the moves. I didnt want him to know I agreed with him. Ill just continue playing this little game we are playing. Imagine that, I was actually. "Neither of us is going to smell very good." No, I'm expecting to get very lucky."I said it slowly and with apparent sincerity. She raised her doubtful eyebrows. I got a confused look on my face."Oh, you were talking about sex. I meant I was going to be with a fascinating woman and get to know her much better tonight."She appeared doubtful, then thoughtful, then amused."You were toying with me, weren't you?"I smiled.She didn't have a fine grater so she had to use a cheese grater to zest half an. "Never mind, I'm just fucking with your mind; pick up your shit andlet's go," he ordered.I settled into my cramped and mouldy cell in F Block. The single cellshere were old brick and tile with full-length solid steel doors with apeep hole at eye level and a trap at the bottom to pass food trays andreading matter through during locked downs. I again settled down intothe routine of head counts, meals, showers, sleep, more head counts andboredom. No extra curricular activities here; just hard. In truth, Viola would never guess Robin was a father, and a father of more than one. The only real giveaways were the light brown hairline, which was almost on a line with his ears, and the slight belly that reminded Viola of old film actors. Whenever Viola got a look at him, half the time he was in an A-shirt, often decorated with some kind of reference to a film or show. Of course, that drew attention to his arms, which were very well toned. No real bulk to them, but there was a smooth line.