The flow turns to a clear fluid and the nurse slowly withdraws.
“All done,” she pleasantly exclaims as if to a child being potty trained.
The two women help the huge naked form from the gurney back to the floor. A leash is snapped onto his collar and a proud Muffin guides him to the ramp and up into a cage.
“He’ll sleep like a baby. After a good milking, his hormonal system reacts as if it’s been copulating all day,” the nurse lectures.
I observe as the inmate meekly positions himself within the cage and allows Muffin to cuff wrists and ankles to the bars. Then she points to an adjacent middle cage.
“This is 061505.”
I know the number to be that of Benjamin Balvano aka Bennie the Bumper. He lies prostrate with his male package dangling through the lower bars. Then the finger points b
