two love driven prisoners fall in love with each other behind bars.Riding in the colours of Orange jumpsuits and disgusting jail food.
love can be found even in a cage.
Philip Seymour a man placed in prison due to a mistake.Is sentenced to
4years...
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My cage opened and the aggressive officer throws me in like a sack releasing my handcuffs in the process.
I fall on my butt and get up hanging onto the cell bars,"Baby,couldn't you throw me in a little softer?",I teased the female officer,who just glared at me and closed the bars and left.They most be rejoicing and stuffing there faces with coffee and donuts by now.The most wanted man now placed in prison.How stupid was to not notice that woman was apart of the detective. I knew she was too hot to be true.I chuckle a bit to myself and my stupidity.My sexual nature will be the death of me.
I sighed and turn around to be acquainted with my surroundings.A single toilet which stood at the corner a bit out of place if you ask me,A bunk bed stood in the center.Well at least we had space,Ill hatch up a plan to escape later,Ill sleep for now.
"What are you in for?",A deep voice said.I squinted my eyes so I could see a faceless man siting on the top bed,his beard has grown so much it resembles a bird nest,i couldn't even see his eyes.But his brightly toothy grin was visible.it was so hot,it was a probability that he would be hot if you erased the beard and the bushy eyebrow and the incredible fact that I can't see his eyes.
"Murder,you",I wasn't technically a lie i was in here for other things,murder was one of them.
"Accident".He said lowly.
"Accident?",I asked confused.
"They thought I killed my wife,when she probably killed herself, now am here".
"Shit like that happens in real life?".He gave a small laugh.God am gonna melt that was hot! "seems so...",He smiled...or was he,god i want to pulled off that beard.
"How long have you been here"I asked a bit indulged in my conversation with my new jail mate.
"One month, my beard even grew on me a bit,I got four years in here",He touched it twirling the end of His beard and mustache like one of those Mexican people.
"They'll probably shave you up in no time".My mind lingers to where else could possibly be hairy.Stop it Mason your a changed man.But how can a man have that much facial hair in only two months, I've been trying to get at least a strand since puberty.My face was smooth like a baby's butt and my white flushed skin was giving me my own pink blush to my cheeks,which turned firetruck read when he said.
"Your eyes are really pretty".I didn't even notice he was so close to me,or when he got down from his bed.I back away slowly so he didn't notice I was avoiding him.Even if he was a bushy,dude his body was to scream for,my little friend was screaming too much and my pants weren't going to last.
"T-thanks",i stuttered.
"So what's your name lad?".He lifted his bushy eyebrow,or was it an eyebrow,god I hope he shaves.I cant keep guessing what his expressions are.
"Mason Union".
"Philip Seymour nice to meet you again jail mate".He offers his hand to me.
"Same here"I shook his rather sweaty palms.He uses his strength to pull me closer to making me rest on his chestnut chest,Whispering in my ear sending a shiver down my spain as I try to calm mason jr.
"Word of advice..."I could only release a small hum in reply.
