Before I knew it, it was time to go back to our cells. There was nothing to do, within a few days I read all of his books, I started working out. When... I had slept enough and was sore from wroking out, I would just play with my cock, or ass, not even for pleasure all the time, just to have something to play with. Billy would just be re reading a book of his, and I would go play with his member, not really a handjob, just fool around with it, play with his big balls, slap myself with it, maybe. They might prove themselves smarter than me.I took them inside and secured them in their cells, the younger one was reluctant, but her sister helped when she asked her to do as I told her. Several years before my grandfather had died leaving me his millions I'd been in the construction business. I'd remodeled a police station in a small town and kept all the old jail cells. I'd installed some of them in this house, and they were about to become the girls permanent homes.The kitchen was my next. .........When I awoke, the sun was streaming in through the window; I looked at my watch and saw it was eight o’clock. I smiled to myself as I remembered the previous evening and looked across at Bar’s back in front of me as we lay like spoons close together on one side of the enormous Queen sized bed. I moved slightly away to give her more room as I felt her nearness start to wake up my ‘morning glory’ and imagine my shock when I felt a hand press my bottom. Keeping as still as I could, I. I looked so innocent to her and as manager she made a very good use of my innocence. My innocence was purely proportional to her sexy and my sex feelings on her 36 n 38. I never said no to her. I use to do mistakes and she use to scold me like anything.2 months passed again. And we were bit close as I was directly involved with her in her work. I got to know about her personal life as we use to go for lunch together with her team. Rest of the team mates were married n well settled. Soon there.