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Help! I'm A Blonde in Prison – (Chapter: How Can You Swallow So Much Sleep)
"Is that so, Ms. Davies why is that?", he stated sarcastically.
"I need a favor…"
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Spencer:
I left the two love birds to there own activities and started heading to my cell, since it was almost time for lights out.
I rounded the corner to get to the cell when I saw Barry walk out of it, talking to another guard. One of the bunks were outside the cell.
"Hey what’s going on ?", I asked the two men.
"Bed bugs, I had to take the top bunk, but the bottom is fine. I fumigated the place so no worries", the guard spoke humorously.
I narrowed my eyes, there wasn’t anything funny. Barry motioned his head for me to go inside my cell. When I walked in Ashley was already sleeping in the bed. I gave Barry an anxious look whereas he rolled his eyes.
"Don’t fret now, you guys seemed pretty cozy sleeping together on your first day", he stated with a knowing look.
My eyes widened, ‘How did he…’.
He closed the cell door while barking out.
"Lights OUT".
The lights shut off, and I stood there with my mouth agape. After a couple minutes I took a deep breathe and confidently walked over to the bed quietly. I didn’t want to deal with the awkward moment we’d have if she woke up, so I slipped into the bed as slowly as I could, sleeping so close to the edge if she breathed to hard I’d fall off.
I started falling into an uncomfortable sleep when warm arms encircled me and pulled me into a warm body. I moaned lightly, slapping a hand over my mouth; I looked back to see if Ashley woke up but nothing, her eyes were closed. I relaxed and tried to fall asleep but the hot puffs of air hitting my neck, and warm hands drifting under my shirt kept me awake.
‘Damn it’, I groaned as Ashley’s adventurous fingers dipped into my waistband then entered my slacks. Her hand touched my bare thigh and I gasped; it felt like she was scorching my skin.
‘Fuck’.
I wiggled around to stop her questing fingers.
‘Crap she’s turning me on– I mean she’s violating me!’, I scowled at myself and grabbed her hand.
Ashley grumbled something disapproving and stopped all movements. I sighed in relief thinking it was over till I felt a hot mouth latch onto my neck, causing me to squeal in surprise. Ashley sucked on the base of my throat, and it sent shivers down my spine. I moaned involuntarily, and the hand in my pants began moving again. I was helpless to make any rational decisions as I melted into goo from all the delightful sensations.
‘Fuck me…’, I thought as her fingers edged into my panties and traced my slit.
I clenched my eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable, when suddenly ashley removed her hand and stopped her sucking.
‘What…’, I thought silently before speaking out loud.
"Really! You would stop now!", I hissed.
Ashley stirred and opened one eye slowly.
"Will you keep your inner monologues to yourself, I’m trying to sleep", she mumbled.
I think my eyes were twitching, I couldn’t believe this. She was not to long ago molesting me! Getting me all worked up and now she’s telling me to shut up! What the hell.
"And if you don’t pipe it down, I might have to swipe your v-card", she stated before closing her eyes.
"What!", I squawked.
"Tch! You heard me… virgin", she stated before going back to sleep.
I seriously hate Ashley Davies.
‘Liar’, my conscious contradicted me.
Okay maybe I don’t, but I don’t want her.
‘Riiiigggghhhht…. And we discovered America…’, my conscious stated skeptically then continued ‘What you really want is Ashley’s tongue in your core while she stands on a cement mixer, going round and round’.
"Damn it… I’m never going to fall to sleep", I mumbled.
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aww i missed this story GREAT update :)