26 Mar. 75
G.
Sorry I haven’t written for so long, but you know why. It’s all over the prison.
Everything went according to plan. We were out in the rec. area. Phillips was on duty. I caught his eye and smiled. Naturally, he got an instant tent pole. I walked upstairs to my cell, sat on my bunk, and waited.
He appeared at the door, looked around, and came in, shutting the door after him.
“What are you doing in here?” he asked.
“I needed to go to the toilet,” I said.
He said, “Then why aren’t you going?”
“You interrupted me,” I said.
He smiled and said, “Don’t let me stop you.”
I stood up, undid the button on my trousers, and pulled down the zip. My pants fell around my ankles. I stepped to the toilet and he took my c**k in his hand.
“I’d better hold that,” he said. “Don’t want y
