I was only twenty three when my identity was stolen. They used it to buy illegal things. I got charged for it. I had no way to prove that I wasn't the one buying all this shit that they said that I did. I don't even fully no what I "bought", because of security issues. The judge was a hard-ass dyke with no mercy. I didn't have a chance. I was charged with the intent to sell and buy illegal foreign goods, and I got 4-6 years in jail, with parole possible halfway through.
Anyone who knew me, knew that I wouldn't do anything like this, and was the least likely do ever be in jail. I was drove from the city jail to the women's State of Florida Penitentiary. We were given powder blue, crotch binding jumpsuits. My blonde hair is undone, and dirty.
Before I got here I was a dance instructor, for a Tampa Bay dance studio. During college I used to be a cheerleader for the Tampa Bay Bucs. As you could guess, I had a great body, and a tan too! My weekly schedule included, dancing everyday, tanning everyday, and dating everyday. I used to go to the nude beach to get a full body tan, and once in awhile pickup a guy. My legs, arms, and abs are lean and muscled, but not too muscled. My tits were pert and stayed up without much aid from a bra. I had a pure dancer ass, and kept it virginal. I just think that sticking anything up there is kind of icky.
The bus drove up to the gate of prison, and we were unloaded, guards with shotguns in hands. We walked through the path with gated sides, as the bulky, trailer trash girls hollered and shouted at us. The prison inside was as gray as the clouded, rainy sky. I took the staircase at the end up and was pushed into the cell. They were 12X10 with a bunk bed, toilet, and a couple of boxes filled with shit. It was dark and I could tell that I already had a roommate on the top bunk.
I walked to the bottom bunk, laid down in a ball and cried. I cried myself to sleep the first night.
The lights went on, and guards came in at seven. The gates opened up and I saw my roommate come down for the first time. She was pretty, much prettier than one could imagine being in jail. She had curly auburn hair past her shoulders. Her eyes matched her hair color, and her build was average. She was thin, but not too thin. If she had told me she was a dancer I would have believed her. "I heard you crying last night, but believe me it gets easier every night - I'm Tammy."
I just nodded my head and looked at the wall. She was nice. It would be terrible here I knew, but she could be a bright spot in here. "Alright, I'm Sarah." "So what are we doing here know?"
"Shower time," she said. Oh shit now I am going to have to be naked with a bunch of jail house lesbians. This was quite possibly more scary than going into my cell for the first time. I was sure that these girls would rip me apart mentally and physically, because of what I looked like. My thoughts were soon realized when we walked into the room. We had to strip completely of our clothes and drop them off at the desk to be washed. We were naked and had to walk upright in a line through the shower. I had to walk to the end of the shower to find a shower head that was untaken. I cried all the way down, because all the big girls were shouting obscenities and me. Some girls grabbed my ass and poked my pussy as I walked down to the end. My friend Tammy walked down to the end with me and showered next to me. She knew how bad it was for me, probably because it had happened to her to. We were getting wet when she reached across me and grabbed some shampoo. On the way back from squeezing some into her hands she gently grazed my breasts with her arm. I tried to think nothing of it. I looked to my left to see a rather rougher inmate. This girl was probably in her late 30's and was muscular, she was six foot and weighed a little under 200 pounds. She caught my eyes and gave me a mean look, so I looked forward. I felt her reach over and grab my ass really tightly, then stick a finger in it. She told me to be quiet or she'd hurt me. She pulled out seconds later when a guard walked past. I left and moved over so Tammy was to my left with the wall to my right. " It's Ok, they'll leave you alone real soon." That wasn't too reassuring. I was almost done washing off, when I stole a glance at Tammy again. She had her head up in the air in ecstasy, and was frantically rubbing her pussy, I couldn't tell because of the shower but she must have been flowing juices, because when she finished up she was leaning against the wall.
We got back to our rooms, and we laid on our beds. "I saw you masturbating in the shower."
I got no response for a couple of seconds. "Yea, well it's sometimes hard in your room, because your moans might make too much noise at night, and who wants to lay all night in a pool of cum." She made a good point. We ended that conversation at that, and I went to sleep. I woke up probably a few hours later. I opened my eyes and Tammy was sitting on the floor facing my with her eyes closed , and her pants around her knees. It was daytime and everyone in the other rooms were talking so I guess she thought she could get away with it now. I closed my eyes a little so if she were to look at me she would think that I was still sleeping. I only one time experimented in college with a girl and it wasn't the greatest thing ever just good, but my pussy was wet now, probably because I wouldn't be with a guy for a long time. Sure enough she did look at me, and kept her eyes on me. Her other hand was keeping her upright while her right hand was going between her pussy and her mouth. She had thick brown pubic hair around her pussy, and the aroma filled the little cell. I snuck my hand into under my blanket, and put a finger in my vagina. I moaned a little bit and fidgeted, but I don't think that she noticed. I slightly opened my eyes back up and saw her taking her shirt off. Her tits were huge, and firm, likely d-cups. Her nipples were a dark shade of brown, and big, big and pointy. She laid on her back and slid her pants completely off and kicked them into the corner. Her right hand still was fingering her pussy, her left had was squeezing her tits, then shot down and was cupping her ass. She took them it off of her ass, and spread her pussy lips open with it, she did it enough so that she could push her entire hand into her pussy. I couldn't believe that she was fisting herself. She pumped, and I mean really pumped her fist in and out, until a quick scream let out and a puddle was formed underneath her. I closed my eyes completely so she wouldn't know what I saw. My blanket covered my nude body from the waste down, thank God.