The prison psychiatrist suggested it was a repressed memory as opposed to amnesia. Something Tony would rather not remember because it conflicted with... his new personality and his new life. There was a certain logic to that, Tony felt. He finished the session with Ralph Cummings and returned to his room. As prisons go, FCI Candlehurst wasn’t that bad. Most of the inmates were white-collar criminals, druggies, and the odd sex offender. They were considered non-violent and likely candidates for. I parked in the back, quickly got out of my car, ran in front of it and jerked my hard little cock until I came on the hood of my car. I jumped back in (this all took less than a minute, honestly) and drove off. I was still feeling horny, so I put my clothes back on and stopped in a Walmart to buy more lingerie, and found the pink bra and panty set calling to me (I was surprised the first time I went in Walmart, since I always expected crappy stuff that old ladies wore, but nope! They have TONS. It was Sarah,s friend Debbie or Debs that gave me my first “deep throat” blow job. Debbie lived in the same apartment complex Sarah and I lived in in Lakewood just outside the base and was married to another security policeman that worked a different flight to me and a different shift pattern so Debs was often lonely and spent time with Sarah as she got lonely. I knew Sarah had had lesbian experiences with her best mate in her teens as I had confessed to her that I had experimented with my late. Her hands were rolling on my back. I took both my hands over her boobs and cupped them from over her t-shirt and started squeezing them. She had her eyes closed all this time. I told her, “plz let me take of your t-shirt”. I had asked her to wera black lingerie as this really turns me on.I made her stand and while I was taking off her t-shirt she noticed the bulge on my shorts. She moved her hands on it and oh man what current passsed through my body. I hurriedly took off her t-shirt and began.