Indeed Scotch for the Captain. I wondered how long you'd been doing this and then I wondered when you would be retiring. I didn't see it in your near future, you seemed to enjoy your 'job'.

Noting the woman's curious look, well more than curious, she had a sort of incredulous expression as she took me in, makeup and potato sac and all. I didn't even flinch but instead ordered a vodka with lots of ice and sparkling water.

Then, I turn my gaze to you.

Your dinghy's not so bad. Soft lips twitch at the corners as the mirth fills green eyes.

pulled into the parking lot in my 911 Turbo, racing yellow. Killed the engine and sat a moment taking a close look at the surroundings, the lot and tavern deck. Like that. Not that I expected trouble but that was when it was most likely to come at you yah. Listening to the end of Mood Indigo (Ellington) as I parked my 9mm automatic under the drivers seat. I got out then. Locked the car and leaned back against it. Casually waiting for my date.

Winston is so cute!

seating you in the salon
a surprised smile at your words
I love the ocean too
one day I'll put the prison in my wake and settle on the beach somewhere

a slut walks in to take our drink orders
my standing order is a double Scotch rocks, and seeing her glance, I nod, and she turns to you
bursting with curiosity over how a sack wearing non convict happens to be on this yacht, never seen in her three years on this boat
but she sticks to business, she doesn't want to get what Kim got the other day
she shudders, remembering how the screams carried over the water

may I get you something to drink, miss?

That's a lot of C-sections yes. We'll be thinking good things for your youngest daughter.

Indeed, I'm appreciative, and undoubtedly I'll be looking out for daggers in my back, once back inside, but until then I'm going to enjoy the hell out of this. Watching with curious eyes the deference of your crew, one with a bit of a sour expression but I don't ask any questions, she's not my concern. She clearly met the end of your lash for a reason, valid or not.

Listening as you speak of your being pleased, and of course there's always the lingering threat of 'if', which I'm growing accustomed to. Slender hand remains at your arm, idly wondering what they are thinking considering I'm not even in a white shift yet.

Moving with you, into the grand salon, letting green eyes drink in the lovely decor and the water that laps at the 'dinghy'.

I love the ocean.

I like tall girls, I don't have to bend over much to look into their eyes from my 6 2 height
seeing those eyes are pleased just now, as they should be for working hard to earn their keep

we reach the gangway and the bo'sun pipes us aboard
all are lined up to greet us
first the crew, all prisoners, dressed in navy blue short shorts and a white cropped to
they're all pretty happy with their jobs, far worse are everywhere
well, one isn't so happy
her skimpy outfit reveals traces of a whipping she received last week
...the Captain doesn't like smudge marks on the glassware
each of them lowers her head to me in turn
then the chef in his toque smiles a greeting, lastly the Captain shakes my hand

of course I'm pleased
if I wasn't, you'd be on your bars for having that book, not living it up like this
leading you into the grand salon

Prayers

#r-dogtown Nyxa finds a shitty guitar.

Hearing the tapping, but not able to make out exactly what was being 'said', still it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out the gist of it. There does seem to be some serious stares though and I suspect it's because none of them have seen you without your blue uniform and jack boots. Just a guess.

Slender hand lingers on Your arm, listening as we discuss business like we'd been doing this for decades. Green eyes glance up at you, the little distance necessary, because I'm quite tall.

I'm thorough at everything I do Captain, I'm glad you're pleased though, that's the end result after all. There's a smile there, my face lifted up to the fresh air of outside. Holy shit this was good.

metal water bowls start to tap a code to alert other prisoners
it's not unusual for PC to take a slut from her cell for use and/or abuse
but never in his yachting garb

leading you from the block and through the yard, towards the prison entrance facing the dock
my day was fine
I looked over your work
so many layers I got lost, which is a good thing
no way government bureaucrats will decipher it
why, you just might escaped working at the whorehouse yet

below

Out

absolutely adorable!

Down

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Oh. There's the ray of sunshine back again. It was a cloud passing I guess. And a smile to boot. Who is this man?

Threading a slender hand into the crook of your arm, casting a glance at nosy parker as I pass, though there is no gloating, nor condescension, it's just that - a glance. Then my face is tilted up to you.

So, how was your day? Trying to make this normal.

gently correcting you
no, most prisons have books
this prison has nothing not earned by sweat

smiling as I offer my arm and lead you from the cell
fortunately, I approve of my pals bettering themselves through reading
shall we go?

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Well, aren't you just a ray of sunshine. Tilting my head curiously as you make a fuss about a book.

It's a book. What's the big deal about a book? Every prison has books.