“Are you hanging in there,” Kim asked me, sitting on a chair outside my cell as she paid me a visit. Still playing along with the game, but knowing what was coming. “I’m doing fine,” I replied. She looked around. “I brought you something,” she said. She r...
“Do you trust me, Mal?” I looked over at Tina, I couldn’t resist. “Yes, of course.” She had already pulled off my shirt and pushed me on her bed. She climbed on top of me, her red and black dress pushed up her bare thighs as her legs went either side of m...
Before Jeff and I had started this adventure, we both knew, even if we hadn’t said it out loud, that sooner or later, there would almost certainly be some breaking of character. At day and at night, for the majority of the time, we could fantasize and pre...
“Thank you, Officer Cooper,” I said as Jeff passed me my morning breakfast tray through the bars, a tray with a plate of eggs, orange juice, a piece of toast, and a bowl of oatmeal. He nodded and I sat down on my cot and ate with the plastic utensils whic...
I woke up on my third day/second morning in my cell to Jeff loudly clanging a nightstick against the bars of the cell. He was still (or, at least, again) dressed in his police uniform. “On your feet, Inmate,” he called sternly. With a slight flutter in my...
The village looked pretty vacant as Jeff drove up what was, or at least what seemed to have used to have been, the main road. He hadn’t told me where we were going, only that he had a surprise for me. “The county took over this small village police depart...
