I straddled her legs, put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her again, a long, tonguey kiss. I leant into her and felt her hands sliding up my legs under my skirt. I didn’t stop kissing her as I undid her shirt and palmed her hardening nipples. I leant back and looked into her eyes. ‘Nellie works in my office.’ Despite everything, Donna was still uneasy about the dinner. She stayed with me the night before and had arrived with a suitcase. She insisted that she should get dressed alone, so I had a shower and got into my underwear while she dressed in the spare room. She came into my bedroom, wearing a long, black dress. It had tiny straps and a fitted her svelte frame like a sheath. She had a silver necklace, her only jewellery. She wore strappy sandals and I could see she had stockings or tights on. Her short hair was shining. I had to sit down. Very slowly she lifted her dress, teasing me and her eyes locked on mine. ‘You’ll catch your death’, I told her. We were late. We. ? ?Ma’am?? I asked. ?One more fucking headache and you wont see the light of day for a fucking month, Got it?? I nodded solemnly. ?Now get the fuck out of my sight Upis.? The hot med window was closed now and I walked into the chow hall and found Sarah and sat down. ?Are you okay Katie?? I though I heard you scream and I saw your cellie all bloody and being helped to the dispensary. I heard you calling someone mama.? ?I’m fine Sarah darling, don’t worry. And I don’t have a mama.? I laughed despite being terrified that I now had a mortal enemy. Sarah reached across the table and took my hand in hers. She leaned over and whispered to me. The pain visible on her face. ?I have a mama Katie. So many of us here do. She makes me do nasty horrible things.? ?Why don’t you just ask the CO’s to move you darling?? I asked. ?Because they won’t Katie. And even if they did it wouldn’t matter anyway.? ?What do you mean it wouldn’t matter darling?? I Asked Sarah. ?There’d.
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