.." Take it easy," I said. "I'm just kidding. I'm not some teenager worried about the size of my equipment. It's always been big enough. I know there ...are guys bigger, but, so what? Nobody's every complained. Besides, you might be surprised." So, it's okay?" Brenda asked. "You're not disappointed or..." Hell, no" I said."Have you ever... ?" Yeah," I said, "a few times. Enough to know what I'm doing. If that's what you want, I'd be happy to oblige. In fact, it would be my pleasure."Brenda gave me. Apparently, it involved screaming and yelling, calling other people names and insulting them, even to the point of physical fighting. I was bewildered and slightly sickened. I thought to myself, “What will these children think when they see this later in life. When they can understand it?”From out of the blue, my name was called on the overhead to report to the guard station. Without explanation, I was cuffed up and escorted from the room. I had established a good rep with the guards by this. Falling back a couple steps, Elle came back and shoved Cher hard enough to knock her off her footing. Stumbling and almost losing her balance, Cher clenched her teeth, stepped up and shoved Elle even harder, her palms slamming into the downward swoop of her breasts. Catching her breath, Elle shoved Cher, ramming her palms into Cher's tits, head on. Cher let out an inadvertent squawk, her hands reflexively reaching up to massage her breasts.Recovering, Cher loosed a wild scream, bolting toward. “Sarah? Are you here?” she sounded depressed. I jumped out of bed trying to pull myself together. “Yes! Amy, what is wrong?” I was worried maybe some guy hurt her. I had always worried about her. “Amy?” I called out again worried. She came stumbling into the room. She was clearly upset. Her make-up was smudged by tears rolling down her face. “Amy? What happened to you?” She came closer to me. In her little purple party dress she kicked off her heels and she sat on my bed and leaned her head.