"Dear Ms. Madden, I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Kruger is no longer in custody of IDOC. That's all the information we have at this time."
What's going on she wonders. This is supposed to be celebration time. Her five-year plan has come true. She starts her new counselling job tomorrow. I have been resentenced after winning my appeal. But she haven't heard from me in almost two weeks. She has to admit that it sucks. She is used to talking to me on the phone & through emails. Deep down inside her heart and brain are at war. Her brain is saying I told you so. Her heart is telling her Josh was/is different. But she's confused. Why would I just disappear? Did I find someone else? Did I get out? Is this some sick scoreboard punishment? Did I get hurt? Now she's worried. But there isn't not much she can do because she's across an ocean in another country and I'm nowhere to be found. As she falls asleep she vows to never let your guard down again with a pen pal but have to admit it was fun.
Lisa wakes up early next morning with excitement. She has been assigned to Grendon. Lisa can't help but think of the work she can do at this progressive prison.
When Lisa gets to her office her boss tells her that since she scored so well on tests, they are assigning her to a special new ground-breaking program. A foreign prisoner exchange program. Each prison in the UK swapped prisoners with those in America. Today will be Lisa's first group meeting and Grendon has one of these American prisoners and she is to be his counsellor since she scored so well on the American prison part of the test. Lisa is really excited now about the responsibility of this task. But also, because Lisa get to tell this prisoner all about my books and how I transformed my life from the inside. Though the thought of me makes her sad & she is worried once again for me.
As Lisa gets to the meeting room she sees a bunch of guys sitting around. She takes a seat as her boss explains things. As her boss explains the rules of the group Lisa looks around at the guys sitting there. Typical English thugs. She can't help but look at their hands as Lisa always judge a man by his hands. Just as her mind wanders back to me and my beautiful hands she hears her boss start to mention the foreign prisoner exchange program to the group. Lisa hears moans and groans from the guys and a few curses. She finds herself laughing a little and thinking to herself that not all American prisoners are bad. Then her boss nods to the security officer standing at the door and says he'd like to introduce Grendon's first foreign exchange prisoner: Mr. Joshua Kruger. What? Lisa almost falls out of her chair in disbelief. No fucking way. Sure enough, as the door opens she sees me walk into the room.
God damn, Lisa can't help but notice I'm even more handsome in person. And I have a different walk. It's that stupid American swagger aided by 26+ years inside and being a shark surrounded by piranhas. I sit down across the room from Lisa. As her boss continues to explain to the other convicts that they're supposed to treat me the same as any Grendon prisoner I look around the room. My eyes travel until they meet Lisa's. I smile at her and wink. Then I continue on not wanting to give away our little secret. Her boss asks me to speak a few words before assigning me to a prisoner for a tour of Grendon. So, I stand up and say: "Thank you. I'm honored to be a part of this program. And hopefully I can assist you & others & we can help cure this world of mass incarceration." As I continue to speak her pussy gets wet. My voice sounds better in person than on the phone. I talk with my hands & she is imagining them tying her up and slapping her arse & my long fingers slipping inside her. It's hard for her concentrate because this wasn't part of the plan. We weren't supposed to meet like this. Then she hears me say this and you almost cum immediately: "I have a scoreboard system that I intend to use." I look directly at you & smile.
Lisa can no longer concentrate. The rest of my words are a blur. She is scared to get up out of her chair because she is afraid everyone will see her wet pussy through her clothes. Lisa hadn't dressed for this. Her face is flushed.
How can I be so calm and cool and act like we don't have five years of fantasies built up? Like we don't know everything about each other? She can't help but notice how my pants fit me as I turn around. Lisa says to herself damn as she looks at my slim waist and nice butt in prison pants. She tells herself this isn't good. Her excitement is uncontrollable and she worries if this is found out she may lose her job.
