I knew it was going to be hard in prison behind bars half the day, the other half doing chores for your upkeep and hiding away from the jaybirds of all the men’s lock up.
I’ve met a few that will do anything for a blow job and I mean anything. Not that I’m one for that type of s**t, but knowing how to accommodate one’s needs to speak of to get privileges is one I’m very grateful for right now.
Most of the inmates know how to twist the screws' arms to get anything they desire by agreeing to be their f**k toy. A blow job here and there is a screw. I’ve heard a lot of strangled moans along those paper-thin walls. I guess we all have to do what we have got to do to make it in their place. I chose to call it hell.
“You’ve got five minutes, Dimitri.”
I nod in appreciation the things these gu
