" Mister, I don't know who you are but I am the law here, and if I ask you a question then you'll answer or go to jail. This little sissy is my nephew..., and since you're not related, you'll have to leave." I don't care who you are or how you're related to him. This is a public facility and is open to anyone for visitations. I know a drunk like you is not his dad, so you have no say as to who visits him. If you don't like me being here, get his dad to order me out. Better yet why don't you leave. The fee was paid for 2 nights and I allowed her a small discount as she was arriving late, the day promises to be eventful.I sorted out some old clothes for the charity shop and in doing so found an old pair of silky boxers that had seen better days, the were ripped up the sides and the fly button was long gone but although rather revealing they we comfortable to lounge around in so I had them on for the rest of the day and the fact they were revealing and the feeling of my soft cock hanging. The heat must have been getting to her because she came into the house shortly after. I followed her around her house, wondering if she was going to do anything worthwhile. She got a cold drink from the fridge and then headed upstairs to her room, where she stripped out of her sweaty clothing and then took another long drink from her glass. There she was, standing there completely naked with a beautiful sheen of sweat on her skin. I was so hot for her. All I wanted to do was touch her, but knew. So we all decided to go back to our little corridor and grab a bite to eat and hang out until it was time to go to our own cells for the night. The prison did not allow video cameras or photos but they did not check our bags so we all smuggled in our cameras and some liquor and some food and blankets and we all went into the great hall and the guys spread out the blankets as us girls got the meal and drinks together and we all sit in the middle of the floor waiting and decided some stories were.