My hands were clenched around the cold steel bars that imprisoned me. Their coolness felt good pressed against my face. As I opened my eyes all I could see were the gray walls that surrounded me, and dimly lit cells stretched as far as I could see. My cell was six by eight, just enough room for four bunks, two on each side upper and lower and a narrow walk way in the middle with an open toilet in the corner with no privacy. There were three of us women in that cell. Amy, who was twenty four has been there the longest. She was doing three to five for drug possession and sales of coke. She had the top bunk. Her short blond hair accented her gorgeous blue eyes and soft supple lips. The tee shirts she wore also made her ample breasts even more evident. Her large brown prominent nipples pressing against the thin cotton material actually made them quite obvious. Her body was sleek, like a well trained athlete and her skin was pale from lack of sun, yet soft like satin to the touch. She was beautiful. Sherry was a short timer and had the bunk under Amy’s. She was twenty six years old and got busted for DUI and was only doing a year. She was an average looking woman with long brown curly hair that fell loosely over her shoulders, but she had the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen and also had a very nice figure that any one would lust for. She was very attractive in her own way. My name is Carey. I’m the oldest fourty two im doing three to five for assault with a deadly weapon, for shooting my boyfriends balls off. Why, you ask! For fucking my best friend. He will live, but I don’t think he will ever get a hardon again. I hate the bastard. We were supposed to get married and I caught him fucking her right in our apartment in the same bed we have made love in so many times before. Read more…
