I got afraid and said “Dad, it would be better to stay at home instead working with your boss.He is a brutal fucker. I don’t think he would let me... sit idle for at least an hour if I work with him.” Dad came near me and took me to terrace balcony and replied “Well dear I cannot guarantee that but dont u think that would keep u busy? I said “but dad, I didnt mean being busy like this”. Dad tied my hands to balcony bars with me facing out. It was night 10pm and dark. (Dad had done bondage sex with. I had to hold myhand over my mouth to stifle laughter, Maria had her head bowed and wasshaking and she pointed at the hatch and managed to gasp. "Warn them."I opened the hatch and said, "Sssh, there's convicts in the corridor,men from the main prison. April slammed the door. "Fucking tart, whatdoes he think I am."I couldn't stop the laughter then and let it go, the expression onApril's face was priceless.Diane, cool as a cucumber answered her. "You were a bit slow there, youcould have. Now I stand framed in its framework, my long legs akimbo and my arms raised in surrender, touching the upper surrounds.My body aches for a man, shit, I don't earn a lot, but I will pay him for a good shagging, even that fat slimeball who elbowed my cunt as I served him, and winked, disgusting bastard, but now, I would lick his asshole and suck on his scrotum.I walk out into the corridor and start to walk down the carpeted hallway, the stickiness below my bare soles could be standing in semen. Steve owed me one story. It looked like I wasn't going to get another one today.Sandy and Pete were pretty quiet too. We'd given up groaning before the commercial breaks and Sandy had stopped her running critique of the game. Pete hit mute and headed into the kitchen, muttering something about more guacamole. Sandy winked at me and followed.I looked at Steve. He was smug, and obviously biting his tongue. I glared and he shifted into puppy dog eyes for a moment and then into that incredibly cute.