The cell block echoes with distant shouts and the clang of metal doors slamming shut.
It's late lights dimmed to that dull orange glow that never really lets you sleep. I'm in for embezzlement five years handed down last month still fresh enough that the orange jumpsuit chafes my skin and the thin mattress feels like concrete.
Name's Lena twenty-eight blonde hair tied back in a messy ponytail body toned from years of yoga but soft in the ways that drive men crazy.
Full t**s slim waist ass that fills out the uniform just right. I've kept my head down avoided the drama but tonight everything changes.
Officer Reyes makes his rounds. He's the one everyone whispers about tall broad shoulders dark hair cropped short eyes that scan everything like he's always one step ahead.
Mid-thirties
