.. but being in the morose shape I was in said, "Naw... have a seat."It took a few seconds for the warmth and feminine pulchritude to sink in but even...tually it did and I turned to look into the most delightful green eyes sitting in a face of unspeakable beauty framed by the long golden hair of a truly marvelously beautiful woman.I stared mindlessly for several seconds until I muttered, "Holy shit! Damn you're simply fucking divine!"A brief smile flitted over her face and said sarcastically,. "Get off me, asswipe!" The Bailiff just smiled as he was much bigger than the 5'-8" tall Ken who weighed about 150 pounds. It was much the same reaction one would give a chihuahua barking at a pedestrian walking by his fence. Ken was loaded onto a van with other inmates headed for Keystone Prison. Ken's father had paid his bond as soon as he was arrested. He never spent any time in county jail besides the two hours it took to process him. Ken shuffled onto the bus with his ankles shackled as. He was thinking about those sweet high school years that he’d been together with Carol and a few others, although Carol was the only girl in their group. She had seemed more like a guy then, catching on to all of their sexual innuendoes and little ‘guy jokes’. They had messed around a little but broken it off before anything serious happened, and it wasn’t awkward between them because they shared the same group of friends. Anyway, Carol just wasn’t the type to change because of something like. The neckline was low and plunging. Her breasts were round and full.She had long legs and a nice ass. She was tall and smiled when he approached her. He wondered what her story was. Why was she dressed like that and sitting in a train station alone on a rainy and wet night? He hoped he would find out. His cock was straining in his pants. He needed her to love him. He wanted to hold her and feel love from her.He was a nice guy who had a big heart. He mostly slept with prostitutes because he.