Aftera while even her parents called her Chris. Now she was thousands of miles away from Tina, in Cardiff, standing inthe ugliest cotton panties ima...ginable, and getting into a school uniform.Oh how she missed her best friend, she stood forlorn before the dressermirror. She was small for her age; her dark hair was short, and almostmasculine in style. She wore roundish glasses with steel frames; thelenses magnified and seemed to make her blue eyes larger than they were. Her skin was lightly. ”I nodded, focusing on the road. “I understand. I think it was the surprise more than anything. I wasn’t aroused. Just embarrassed.”Gabriella spoke up again. “But I guess that explains why I was so arousing to you.” She turned in her seat slightly to look more fully at me. “Because, just from being near me, you could probably imagine pretty easily all the things a normal person shouldn’t know without actually experiencing it.”I sighed, leaning back in my seat more, feeling thankful we could. She went to get herself another glass of wine and when she came back, she set her glass on the table and as she was about to sit down, I grab her wrist and pull her toward me and ended sitting in my lap. Her lips were luscious and inviting, I started to kiss her, she resisted a little and I forced her just a little. As I pushed my tongue in her mouth, the resistance stopped, and she started to reciprocate. She tasted delicious. As we were passionately kissing, I started to rub her stocking legs. She looked so sexy. Her long brunette hair came down past her shoulders and her small breasts looked so perky in the uniform. She was barefoot like all the other prisoners. I handcuffed her and shackled her bare feet. It was time for her to go to her cell. It was the horniest I had ever been as I walked her down the cold pavement. She complained about her bare feet on the cold concrete. I smacked her ass and told her to shut up. She was a very obedient inmate. Many inmates whistled at her on.