A New Woman

1: Dangerous women come in all shapes and sizes.

Merciless. Manipulative. Critical. Revengeful. Beyoncé pulled the woman's face up to hers and laughed a little. Her black hair had been pulled into a bun, her orange sleeves had been rolled up and blood covered her fingertips as the woman below her shook in fear. Beyoncé didn't like it when people called her names, she never did, but something about being in jail changed her so much that she begun to take action very different than before. She let her finger trail over the woman's lips and laughed a little, 

"You won't be threatening me again will you?" She asked in a cheerful voice, the woman shook her head fast as a tear dropped from her eye and Beyoncé nodded pleased with her answer. "That's good because I don't like being called a murderer, and I don't like people touching me. So next time you want to put your hands on someone why don't you think about the fact that I just shoved a very sharp object up your vagina" She gave the woman a quick chuckle and the climbed off her before dusting off her hands and walking out of the bathroom toward the main hall where they had recreation. A few women looked at her giving her dark glares but she just smiled and waved before taking a seat at the desk and pulling out a box of connect four. She didn't have any desire to play with any of the other inmates because then they might be under the wrong impression that she's approachable and she couldn't possibly have that so she sat by herself and soon enough a male officer would find their way to her. A man who was obviously new sat across from her at the table and looked down at the game she was setting up, 

"Looks like you could do with someone to play" He pointed out, she licked her lips slowly and leaned forward a little. She knew that her overalls had been buttoned down enough to show cleavage and that she was flaunting it in his face but that's what she wanted. It was the only real entertainment she got around here. He gulped a little and let his eyes trail down her body, 

"Well I can always play with myself but it's never as much fun" She whispered to him. He looked into her eyes and she touched his collar a little bit but remembered that there were officers all around the room bound to catch her and give her a good beating so she backed away from him and smiled. He couldn't remove his eyes from hers so she picked up the first connect four piece and placed it where she wanted it. He then had his turn and they played for a while with his eyes stuck on hers while her leg gently rubbed his under the table. She looked down at it and smirked when she said, "I win" He then looked down at the game too and realised that she had in fact won. 

"It seems you have" His voice hitched nervously and he looked around at the officers before standing up and nodding his head at her, "I had better get going." But before he left he took one final look at her and she winked quickly, 

"Yes you should, we wouldn't want your new friends to see that" She looked down at the tent in his pants and smiled just a little while he quickly walked away probably going to deal with himself somewhere a little more private but she knew better than anyone that this place didn't give privacy. 

Having proven herself to be a danger to the people around her she got a lot less recreation time than others so when she saw Officer Brooke walking toward her she wasn't surprised and held out her hands ready for him to cuff her and take her to her cell. As she assumed, he did cuff her and take her to her cell but when she got there he walked in too and smiled at her. 

"What is it that you want, Brooke?" She asked him, she wasn't scared of him- she wasn't scared of anything anymore. She knew that he wouldn't try anything because her cell had a camera in it the same way all the others did and she knew he valued his job a little too much to want to have his way with her in the middle of the day. 

"I wanted to give you your book back" He handed her the book and she took it from his hands with a quick eye roll. "I know I could have done it without walking in here but I felt it required a much more intimate approach, it is a very personal item" She threw it over to her bed and gave him a small smile quickly. Without thanking him she walked over to her bed and took out a pencil to start writing in her book about how stupid it was for that woman in the toilet to bother her while she was minding her own business. She noticed Brooke was still standing there so she looked up at him and waited for some sort of explanation. "No Thank you?"  he asked,