Arrange a conjugal visit...

The next day, Dawn was at the medium-security prison facility at which her step-brother Antonio "Tony" Sablone was being incarcerated. A big, burly guard watched her suspiciously as she signed into the book. She wore her long blonde hair up, was wearing full makeup, and wore high heels and a long coat buttoned to the top, doing her best to obscure her curves.

When she was done, the guard glanced at the book. "Got any identification, Miss... Uhlgren?" Dawn smiled nervously, producing her birth certificate, still bearing her original name. "What is your relationship with Mr. Sablone?"

"He's... he's my boyfriend," she replied, attempting to sound casual. "Well, a boyfriend. We're not really exclusive."

"I'll say," the guard agreed, sliding the visitor's book back across the table for her inspection. "He gets all kinds of women coming around here..." Dawn glanced at the list, and gasped at the number of names; she recognized several girls she had gone to private school with! Dawn tried to imagine her muscular horse of a step-brother ravishing the likes of Shannon Doyle, Carrie Winters, Melissa Weir and the other stuck-up WASPy rich girls she had introduced to him...

"Miss Uhlgren?" the guard prodded her. "Ready to go?"

Dawn blinked her eyes and returned to reality. "Oh, yes, sorry, I recognize alot of the names."

The guard raised an eyebrow but said nothing. A steel door buzzed and he led the blonde coed into a secure room, produced a wand and directed her to stand against the wall as he passed the wand around her body. "Alright, I'm gonna need to have a quick look inside your coat."

"Look inside my coat?" Dawn asked sheepishly, clutching at the collar.

"Yeah, check the pockets for contraband. Cigarettes and the like," he replied. "You can pass it to me if you like, or we can arrange for a female guard if that's necessary."

Dawn had been expecting this, but it didn't make it any easier. She fixed her shimmering blue eyes on him as she unfastened the buttons and pulled open the coat, showing him that she was in fact wearing nothing at all underneath. He stared at her large yet perky breasts and firm athletic frame until she wrapped the garment back around her. He managed a nervous smile as he beckoned her on. Dawn allowed herself a nervous sigh, certain that the worst was over: it had been Uncle Alfredo's idea that she be prepared to "prove" that she was here for a sexual purpose, and giving the appearance of an unexpected flash to a prison guard fit the bill nicely.

The guard let her through another locked door and to the end of the hallway, where he opened a door and gestured for her to enter. As soon as she did, he shut the door and locked it behind her...