"Sex and Liberty City"
The loud clang from the cell door opening wakes up the two female inmates both under the covers of the bottom bed. Realizing it to be morning, Anna-Lucia Gomez forces her eyes open to see the naked woman sleeping next to her.
"Up and at 'em, girls." Calls out a black woman in a corrections officer's uniform, entering the cell.
Allie pushes the sheet aside as she climbs off the bed, immodestly revealing her naked body to the guard and the waking cellmate to retrieve her clothes on the floor of the 9x12 cell their shared for the last two years.
"Let's go, Gomez." The CO says. "Get dressed, kiss your girlfriend good-bye and come with me so we can get you out of here."
"In a second, Reid." Allie says, pulling her grey cotton underwear up her legs. "Could you wait outside?"
"Fine, but you two lovebirds better not be scissoring or anything. So keep it brief." Reid states as she steps out of the cell.
Allie slips on a grey tank top and pulls up the locks of her black cornrow braided hair as her naked cellmate stands up from the bed to stretch.
"You good, Ash?" Allie asks.
"Yeah, just thirsty." Ashley answers with a smile, combing her fingers through her black messy hair. "And my tongue's sore."
"Amateur." Allie replies, walking to Ashley. "I got you off just as much and mine's still could go another round."
"So, I guess this is where we part ways now." Ashley says.
"And pretend not to know each other if we happen to meet on the streets." Allie bluntly says as she steps back from Ashley's arms.
"You know I have a boyfriend." Ashley explains.
"Yeah, I get it." Allie puts on her orange prison-issued drawstring pants. "You think you're the only girl with a boyfriend I boffed?"
"I mean I'll be released in a few weeks and if we do pass each other, we can say hi." Ashley leans back to the top back.
"Just that?" Allie steps to Ashley. "And what if we do more than just say hi. What would your boyfriend say?"
"Nothing." Ashley answers. "It wouldn't be any of his fucking business."
Allie holds Ashley's shoulders to pull her close and kiss her. The kiss continues somewhat longer than either thought. Ashley wraps her arms around Allie's waist while their tongues start to intertwine. Before the kissing gets any more passionate, the two manage to part their lips but stay in each other's embrace.
"You better get going before the warden decides to keep you here." Ashley warns.
"Take care of yourself, Ash." Allie steps back from her cellmate's arms and walks to the cell door. "And stay off that meth shit."
*****
After a shower, a change of clothes and breakfast, Allie is escorted by two COs from the women's wing of the Alderney State Correctional Facility to the front gates. Her clothes are her sleeveless jean jacket over her black t-shirt with faded blue jeans and white running shoes. The gates slowly open, letting in the morning sunlight. Allie puts on her shades.
"Adios, assholes." Allie waves her arm to the COs behind her. "Thanks for the food and pussy."
The COs stops as Allie continues her path to freedom from the confining high walls to the open front lawn. She hears the gates shuts close behind her and stop halfway down the driveway. The unattractive sight of the oil refinery across the street puts a serious damper on what should be a good mood on her first minute out of prison.
"Allie." A familiar woman's voice calls out.
Allie follows the voice to a red Bravado Banshee parked on the side of the road with the top down. Sitting up from the driver's seat is a beautiful blond woman in a white tight minidress, waving to her and smiling. Even though Allie recognized the woman, she is surprised by the car and fancy clothes.
"Sasha?" Allie pulls her shades down and walks to her friend. "What the fuck you doing here?"
"Picking you up, of course." Sasha answers. "Why else would I be in Alderney?"
"Damn, girl. Being an interior designer must pay well." Allie drops her knapsack behind the passenger seat before getting in the sports car.