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>>(AUTHOR'S NOTE - I am Ahuviya Harel, the TRUE and HONEST creator of Forgotten Lilies - I am good with illustration but suck with storytelling in terms of sustaining a series -- That is why Alexis is helping me with this)
>>Munthea then starred at Me, "So, what are you in for?" , Munthea asked.
>>"Drug Trafficking.." I replied...
>>"You Look way too cute for that crime" , Munthea scoffed at me
>>"I am not cute" I protested to Munthea. I was trying to show my cellmate I can stand up for myself. But I failed in one critical area...attitude.
>>Munthea then grabbed me by the neck and said..."You are cute, I like you" . Munthea really seemed to like me in a weird way.
>>I then asked Munthea "And what are you in for? Probably something more violent than me"
>>"I killed about a dozen people, bank robberies, grand theft auto" Munthea said with a smirk -- The Judge gave me Life in Prison and you got Ten Years?!"
>>Munthea then laughed "The judge must have not liked you too much"
>>I then protested "Its not funny, I just got one really conservative judge who really like to harshly punish drug crimes"
>>"I guess the judge found you cute too" Munthea giggled. I , however on the other hand was starting to turn red with embarrassment. But Munthea was sadly right, I was too cute and gullible to have committed my crime or to be here in prison.
>>I then wanted to sit down on the lower bunk, and that is where I made another mistake..
>>"That's MY bunk" Munthea said. I immediately got off of it and climbed to the top bunk. I was rather terrified I violated Munthea's bed space.
>>That first night, I had a lot of trouble sleeping. I keep waking up every half an hour thinking Munthea was gonna do something to me. I also was still weirded out by Munthea interest in me. I was starting to wonder if Munthea may indeed be attracted to girls, that Munthea is a Lesbian.
>>I would soon find that out the next day when I woke up.
>>I woke up to find myself under Munthea the next morning, her plump breasts were pressed against mine and Her arms were wrapped around me. Munthea had moved me from the top bunk back to herbottom bunk in the night.
>>"WHAT THE FUCK!" I shouted to Munthea who was on me, Munthea then turned to me and said, "You look very cute when you are asleep, I had to lay with you."
>>"Get off of me, Now. I am not a Lesbian!" I shouted.
>>"Havva, if you were not a Lesbian before you got here, you sure as hell will be after I am done with you." Munthea said as She begun to kiss me on my lips.
>>"I have an addiction to sex, and since I will be spending the rest of my life here, I need to stay happy somehow by having cute little submissives like you in this cage with me" Munthea said as She continued to unbutton my orange jumpsuit, I then thought to myself that I have a serious psychopath for a cellmate. Munthea had both my wrists viced down with her right hand, then she proceeded to kissing and licking my bellybutton, I then actually then stop resisting and I almost started to giggle even, probably because I can't control being ticklish, but I was not really enjoying it too much though, I only known Munthea for less than a day, and whether or not I can tolerate Her as my cellmate was yet to be seen.
>>Later that day, the most dreaded time of day came for Munthea and I...
>>"OK Ladies, Shower Time" The guards yelled for us to get ready in our cell block.
>>As we went to go shower, I was really scared about being locked up here at Sesnandez. Then Munthea warned me of the following as we entered...
>>"Do not, under any circumstances, drop the soap."
>>Well, I did shower and guess what ended up happening, the soap slipped out of my hand and onto the shower room floor. I remember Munthea's word about this soap dropping. So instead of picking it up, I hit it away with my foot as if the bar of soap were a hockey puck. Fifteen seconds later, I heard Munthea slip and fall on her ass. She got back up and approached me, with my soap in her hand and said to me "You dropped this, didn't you?"
>>I said very nervously "Yes"
>>Munthea then stared at me and said, "Next time you are going to get violated doing that by someone other than me, just please...don't drop this soap ever again."
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