Fifty Five

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JACK ELLIOTT Present Day Like I said, money makes you powerful. Making people think you have money makes you powerful in their eyes. Marjorie might be bankrupt but she still convinced one of the officers to let me sneak into her cell and fùck her. It's a small dark cell that's too hot with no ventilation. The bed is too old and small, it keeps making creaking sounds when I'm on top of her. She must be going crazy spending all her time alone in this ugly lonely room. No wonder she was begging for my for còck and crisps. After fùcking her from behind and making her come, I pull on my pants as she puts on the clean jeans that I brought her. She tosses her hair in a bun and smiles at me, her face glowing. It's like sèx is her medicine. She sits on the bed, crossing her legs and grabs the

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