Instead she stayed."You know, there's lots more here at the gym the principal hasn't shown the others. You might be able to see some of it. Some of th...e boys are coming down here for a late-night workout-- after the parents go. You might be interested in them."Betty shook her head, holding her purse to her body. She flashed her eyes over his body again. He was stocky, his chest so thick and powerful. Then she dropped her eyes and saw that his white gym shorts were pulled tight against his. Standing up I began to stretch my body to relieve the stiff muscles and joints."I need to get home. My sister and I have plans to go shopping this afternoon and then dinner," I groaned between stretches, "and this morning I have a ton of errands to run."I desperately wanted him to tell me to skip it all and spend the day alone with him. Would he ask me to? I continued to twist my body, contorting in interesting poses before Cole. He seemed to be hypnotized by my motions and thoroughly enjoying. I really wanted to drive past and gawk at, the Dwight Correctional Center--the one for Women. It's the only such prison for women in Illinois. So I drove out west of town on State Route 17 a ways to go take a look. However, I had no desire to go inside the walls.Opened in November of 1930, on one hundred acres of ground, the institution was originally known as Oakdale Reformatory and later, more popularly as the Dwight Reformatory. Although designed for 800 plus inmates, like most prisons, it. "Hey it's cool dude. We come here for the same reason." the shorter guy said, as he pointed at my shorts, hanging over the back of my chair. "You don't have to worry about us saying anything. We came here to camp and lay out all weekend." he continued, "You okay, if we join you and camp here?" Sure" I replied, as if I was going to say no. We made introductions. The girl was Abby, the taller guy was Sandy and her boyfriend. The other guy was Colt and was Abby's adopted foster brother. "You.