I was still on the grounds of the prison and free from it’s rules, but I had access he the dining hall and library. I spoke with only those I wished...to speak to, but I was also available to the staff for counseling and briefings by the Southern Justice people.It was almost exactly six when a man of about forty came through the door. Even though the weather was warm, he was wearing dirty jeans and a long sleeve sweat shirt. I had a sweat shirt like it in my back pack, because I would be riding. Once more should be OK, but this is no fantasy. ‘His mouth was so warm that I couldn’t breathe when he kissed me. His tongue tasted sweet and soft….until it tasted like me.’ I look up into Mark’s face as I state the last few words. They have the effect I hoped they would. His eyes close and I think I can see his lower lip tremble. He inhales sharply. ‘What did his hands feel like on your skin?’ Mark is moving his mouth down to my neck as he speaks. His lips are warm and explore the flesh behind. More

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