Soon after, using my medical knowledge, I made a few friends, became known and respected and generally left alone. Bruno and I shared the spoils of my... ‘consulting fee’ which usually consisted of cigarettes, sugar candy of any kind, magazines with women, and the like. We did pretty well and I became ‘well off’. Bruno was transferred some time after to a max security jail someplace else and I was on my own, but I was OK by that time and knew the ropes so I survived. After that first year in jail,. I turned around and there was this guy standing there with a huge dick in his hand stroking it up and down. I was in a trance that dick was magnificent and i knew i had to have it.I turned to Kevin and said i have waited for this for a long time i dont need my pussy sucked i just want that dick in my pussy right now.I laid down on the carpet and opened my legs, 'my pussy is ready' i said 'fuck me'Xavier bent over me and put his dick at my pussy entrance, i came immediately. I couldnt believe it. He knew I was going to press the point. He looked at the floor and said “about 20 times.” “Really Peter. Wrong. I have spanked you 32 times.” He looked at me, but was not surprised. “And what did I promise you last time?” Silence. “About being spanked in private?” I suggested. Still silence, but he was starting to fidget. He knew all right. “I have always waited until we are alone before spanking you. Do you. Walls had been repaired and painted. The floors had been covered with linoleum tile (the roll version rather than the individual tiles). The bathroom was fully functional. Even the bathtub had been given a facelift although it had not been restored to original condition. The kitchen had a working stove, oven, sink, and refrigerator. Desks, tables, and chairs had been added to the main room. The storage room was filled with filing cabinets and bookcases although they were all empty except for.