spent a terrific time

mises were fut

a lawyer for a reduction of sentenc

had slammed me a whooping

o get me a lawyer.

spiteful judge sentenced me to nine years in prison. He watched even as I pr

bout reopening the case or something. But, the bastard had laugh

i

d five years had paid someone off to keep me loc

ping, I cursed her with a promise

't my problem. The lawyer that was pa

I had expected to show up on the first day of

I stopped thinking he probably ha

certain he had been infor

number with the cell telephone but, it wasn't reachabl

ing wa

y prison yard everytime, bi

nes magazine, he had rushed to the hospital five minutes later after I informed him ov

apron on when he walked up to me. He had flou

ed of co

him but, I had watched him, as he a

ost his job at the fast food

red out I was in prison. He would have aband

actly w

a visitor is

e until I checked my prison uniform and confi

p, stalking to

d him that favor because, I was waiting for a day he would visit me and tell me Barnes Magazine had gon

s might be h

ort stu

mation as she opened the pris

ecame friends when I had repeate

nt man. This o

g at me and jerki

fere

row

r a minute, girl. I thought that stur

, it's not Tyl

vis? Oh heave

sh to rece

, I

with a wide grin

ntil this minute. His pretty grey eyes. His beautifu

eet as the warder led m

I did my hair with my handcuffed hand, hoping I woul

ife wouldn't have tak

r open and let me in, shu

, walking over to take my seat. But,

expecting, I saw the man I

en in the air an

ushing back like the waves. They came back as if

The way I had moaned out his name. The way I had begged him for sex and would have let

's younge

estically, regarding me with that gentle stare throu

a man to sleep with me for the first time in 30 years

nd it was all because of one "Yo

at, making me jump fr

a sit, complet

oes he

s sent h

in a few days after our make-out ses

is from knowing I had cheated

whenever I pictured a m

God. How did I

w hours ago. I came he

voice reminded me why I wou

do you

ter up the ab

to help,

m yours for

echoed in my head, cau

, I can't have my fiance knowing you cam

long as he is convinced that I'm doing well with my husband

not been he

d, how

nxiously pressed my palms together, t

happened? Why he h

repositioning

intoxicating just like I remembered. I had been under the influence of alcohol that night which was probably why I thr

od way. He still had that stubble. And another sexu

ed it off with my tongue, his stubble rough against my tongue. My tongue had made

mme

red off daydreaming about my intim

antly

eed to

o hear me o

e calls me fee

, now leave, Abe-"

ht now but, he is coming for me. And, whatever happened between

am I blabber

t this be the last time

sively knocked on the door, alerting the w

out and led me bac

our first encounter an