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“Yeah. Third shift.”
Heaven blinked. “Wait a minute,” she stage-whispered. “Did you say he had a stumpy dick? How you know that?”
Sabina began making smacking noises with her mouth. “How you think?”
“Oooh, you nasty bitch,” Heaven hissed, then started laughing. “You fucked him?”
“Hell no. You know my kitty-kitty only likes the taste and feel of dark-chocolate dick inside her. I sucked him.”
“Say, what? You sucked him?”
Sabina giggled. “Like a Jolly Rancher. It was nice and fat, too. But short as hell.” She laughed. “All that muscled man—six-six—and he walking around with a short dick. A damn travesty.”
“I’m not gonna ask you again,” he barked through the tier. “Where the fuck is it? I know one of you crack whores got that shit hidden somewhere, probably stuffed up in one of your funky-ass holes.”
“We don’t have nothing,” she heard one of the women say. She sounded young, and practically in tears. “I swear, Sir. I don’t do coke. I only smoke a lil’ weed.”
“I never did that shit, either, Sarge,” another voice chimed in.
“Evans, shut your lying ass up,” he snapped. “Your knotty-headed ass still sniffing that shit; both of you stinking bitches probably in here snorting and eating each other’s stank-ass pussies out.”
Heaven’s frown deepened. He was vulgar. “I wish he’d shut the fuck up.”
“Good luck with that. Once he has it out for you, that motherfucker can be ruthless. He’s been known to storm through cells tearing up shit, looking for contraband—real or imagined. He’s even been known to set up inmates, planting shit in their cells, fucking with their mail. Even getting them jumped.”
“Say, what? Ohmygod, he’s crazy. How come no one reports his ass?”
Sabina snorted. “And, what? Get labeled a snitch? Or end up with your face cut? Not. Ain’t no one gonna say shit unless they looking for a long stay in the hole, or a trip to the infirmary. All that freaky motherfucker wants is his dick sucked.”
Heaven licked her lips and her cunt clenched beneath the covers.
“What did you say his name was again?”
“Struthers,” Sabina repeated. “Sergeant Harold Struthers the Third. And trust me. He’s definitely not someone you want to piss off, or cross. He’ll fuck your whole bid up. I’ve seen him do it. I’m telling you. That’s one evil bastard.”
Heaven slid her hand between her legs, slipped them down into her panties for a brief moment. She was wet. Her fingers flicked over her clit, and she stifled a low moan. She needed to know more about him.
She removed her hand, then brought it to her nose, and breathed in her arousal.
“Is he married?”
Sabina blew out a breath. “Hell if I know. If he is, he don’t act like it the way he runs around here chasing after head.”
Mm. Is that so? “And you said he had a fat dick?”
“Yeah, jaw-locking fat. But, short. Like six—maybe six-and-a-half on a good day.”
“You measured it?”
Sabina leaned over her bed and shined her book light in Heaven’s face, causing her to blink. “Unh-uh, tramp. What’s up with the Twenty Questions? What, you want his dick stuffed in your mouth, too?” Her hair fell forward over her face, and she thrust her free hand through her hair above her forehead, pulling it tight against her head in a backward motion.
“Ohmygod,” Heaven said, shielding her eyes with her hand. “Hell no.” Maybe it was a lie. She wasn’t sure yet. But she was sure she needed to figure out a way to lay her eyes on him. She needed a way to reel him into her web—she only hoped he wasn’t some ugly fuck. “Now get that damn light out of my face.”
“Mmhmm. If you say so.” The light clicked off. She let go of her hair and Heaven watched as it flopped over her face once more. Sabina shook her head. “You seem too interested in his dick all of sudden, but okay. Annnnywho. Yeah, I measured it.”
Heaven gave her an incredulous look once her eyes adjusted to the cell’s darkness again. “You walk around carrying a ruler, measuring COs’ dicks?”
Sabina laughed, shoving her hair out of her face again. “No, silly. I use my neck and mouth, and hands.”
