23 Feb. 75
G.
Are you serious about the mashed potatoes? I can’t believe you did that. (But of course I believe you did do it.) It’s so good to see you every day. Frustrating because I just want to kiss you and feel your strong arms around me. I dream about it. You must be working out a fair bit. Your upper arms look f*****g massive. I want to lick them.
Still no extra cellmate. Preston is behaving himself. But I do have some news about Phillips. Donohue is steaming mad about what he did to Lolly, and every day Phillips is racking up more enemies. He’s a real nasty bastard. Loves humiliating us. The other day he spat on his shoes, then called Lolly over and made him clean them. So Donohue got a few of us together to discuss what we can do about it. We can’t knife him. Not so soon after
