“You say I cry and hold you?”“In your sleep, honey. You were crying and came to me to hold me, so I snuggled you close and helped you back to s...leep.”“Snuggle?”“Come here, honey, let me show you.” I pulled her to me in under my arm and held her close. “You cried, so I held you close, and you stopped, then you relaxed, and went back to sleep. Are you OK?” She nodded. “Do you remember why you cried?” She shook her head. I let her back up. And started to get up. She pushed me back. Very soon she heard another moan, and more cum dropping and running down her.“oh you fucking sexy whore,” he said as she continued to slide her finger into her anus. “make yourself come.”“no! I’ve got the day off, I’m going up to my new apartment.” At that, she removed her finger from her sticky anal opening, and climbed down from the desk. She could feel his cum running down from her anus, onto the top of her carefully arranged new sheer stockings. She thought that she ought to feel like a. ’ ‘Seems not…..it’s criminal if you ask me.’ * Nash walked down the metal stairs accompanied by the officer, making their way towards the ground floor of the wing and then the corridor with the many locked barred gates leading to the exercise yard. His fists clenched at his sides, he walked quietly as the officer escorted him, totally unaware he was taking his charge closer and closer towards his intended target of revenge. Patrick Curtis * In the yard Hartwell and Manning were starting to. She was going to finally meet his parents after nearly three years of dating. She was excited, but nervous at the same time. Mark had always described his parents as uptight and controlling people. As Ashira was putting the cash drawer into the safe, she heard the front door open. ‘Lindsey, what’s wrong? Did you forget your keys?’ she called, closing the door to the safe and turning around. ‘Hello Ashira, have you used your last tan yet?’ Ashira tried to scream as a masked man grabbed her arm.