When he came out from the prisoners entrance and took his seat across from me. He looked at me as if he was in some kind of dream that he wasn't sure ...was reality, Finally he opened his mouth and spoke to me saying " there is no need to look so scared bruv it's prison not death row" giving a weak smile I replied "prison is a scary place as you know I've never been inside one before. I have to ask is it normal practice to search everyone when they come in?" Francis's smile widened as he said "Yes. She was built like a model and despite her years, past the prime of her youth, she was in stunning shape. Her rigorous and faithful workout routines worked their magic through the years and kept her tight, buff and voluptuous. She was a splendor of grace, from her alabaster neck, to her delicate ankles, and adorable dainty feet, (where he noticed her careful and creative toenail painting). He loved a woman who attended to the finer details like that. In fact he couldn't help but notice the new. The big gains are in the notes." Dr. Gupta started laughing. Before long I joined him, even though he was a sneaky SOB.He said, "Leave it here. I will get some third party readers to comment on it. If it is done as you have begun and progressed as you have described, you may be asked to defend it. For now, go. Do such things as young women do for entertainment. I do not wish to know. We will meet in one week."It was not that easy. Yale does not hand out graduate degrees like candy. I had. "Stay right there, just like that. I'll be right back." He quickly left me standing there with my bare ass and tiny little erection exposed.The lube, I thought with a giggle. The hood of the Lincoln was still up and that and the dark of the garage was enough to obscure the outside world from seeing in, but I could see it fine. It was pretty hot standing there getting ready to get fucked over the trunk of a car with the neighborhood in full view. I heard the ominous sound of a rattling sub.