You Reap What You Sow

I walk down the hallway with my head held high and a small confident smirk to my face. Danny would be behind bars, monitored, and who knows what kind of shit they did to him in here. He wouldn’t be in much of a mood to put up a fight, right? Maybe that’s why he agreed to meet with me.

Although, all that confidence washed out of me as I pushed open the door and walked into the room. It was a large, almost lab looking room with computers and files full of stats on prisoners. On the back wall there was a singular cell, with a very angry, and mischievous looking Danny D staring back out at me.

“Hello Ben.” He says, his voice cold yet taunting at the same time. “Long time no see. How’s the outside life treating you?” He says with a small growl, but before I can even open my mouth he continues. “How’s the food? How’s Jerry’s? I could reeeeally go for a good chicken sandwich right now. You know what they feed us in here? Me neither. They’ve been starving me!” He growls, his voice primal, animalistic, as he slams his fist against the bars with barely a wince of pain.

“If you wanted good food and freedom then you shouldn’t have joined a gang, Danny.” I say as I step back a little bit, making sure to not be in his arms reach.

“How’s your girlfriend, Ben?” He asks, raising an eyebrow slightly, and the question actually takes me back a second. “How’s that sweeeeet, warm, tight latina pussy? They don’t let me have any real pussy in here so I have to make my own.” He chuckles, stepping back from the bars for a second and giving me a small smirk. “But you know that. That’s why you’re here, ain’t it?” He asks, biting his lip slightly as he looks me up and down, as if he was trying to imagine what Jennifer could possibly look like.

“And that mistake got you locked up in solitary for a reason, Danny.” I smirked, and that got a quick reaction out of him. He lunged forward and grabbed against the bars, wildly shoving his head against them, as if he were trying to push through them to me.

“My only mistake was getting fucking caught!” Danny practically growled. “And if it wasn’t for that damn slut of a warden coming back to her fucking senses after I pounded that tight little fuck hole of hers I’d be a free fucking man! You hear me?” He growled, and I could see his face turning red, his eyes turning into glares as he snarled behind the bars. I just raised a hand calmly, gave him a soft look, and waited for him to calm down.

“Then maybe we can make a deal.” I say, grabbing a pen and notepad off the table. “If you cooperate, give me some information on SWP, and testify, I will see if I can get your sentence reduced, or at least get you returned back to the general population and out of solitary.”

As I spoke Danny’s face contorted into a large, wide smirk as he licked his lips and chuckled wildly. “Actually… I had a different deal in mind for you, Benny-Boy!” He growled as he reached into his pocket and head his hand out through the bars. I raised my eyebrow slightly, and then jolted a bit as I his hand opened and revealed a bright red pill.

“What… what do you want me to do with that?” I ask quickly, my cheeks a bright red, my voice slightly more shaky, as if I didn’t already know. It wasn’t pink so it wasn’t an X-Change, must be an SWP. I tried to remember what was in Mr. Phoenix’s file on these pills but I didn’t have much time to look… which ones were the red ones?

“I want you to take it, then follow your instincts.” Danny says as he reaches forward more, and involuntarily I reach my hand out and let him drop the pill into my palm. “No reduced sentence, no gen-pop. I want my deal to be seeing Benjamin Lee, renowned lawyer, turned into whatever-the-fuck that pill turns you into.” He starts to chuckle, but very quickly it turns into a much more wild laugh. “You do that, you get everything I know about SWP.”

This man totally reminded me of Joker from the Batman comics I read as a kid. He was wild, unpredictable, and certifiably insane! But as I rolled this pill between my fingers I started to think… how bad could this be? If he somehow got this into a prison it couldn’t be that bad, right? It’s not like I haven’t been on these types of pills before, I could handle it! Besides, he’s in a cell, would could possibly happen?

“Fine. But I’m not changing in front of you.” I say quickly, and Danny’s smirk only grew wider as I agreed to his plans.

“Oh! Of course not! You’d be too damn good for that.” He grumbles under his breath before another quick laugh escapes his lips. “The last lawyer I fucked left her clothes on that table behind you. Maybe if you’re lucky enough they’ll fit you… or you can walk back here totally fucking naked! Your choice! I choose the latter if I’m being honest with you.” He chuckles again.

I glance over to the table and pick up the professional woman’s clothes, in the back of my mind wondering slightly what caused these women to do these things. Still, silently, I walked out of the room with pills and clothes in hand, heading towards the bathroom, as I heard Danny’s maniacal laughter behind me.

“And hurry the fuck up! I wanna see what kind of fine piece of ass you turn out to be!”