CH - Night

She is pretty. Really pretty. She sits by the window and looks outside during class. You stare at her all day. She is new to school, and her name is Lucia. Her hair is red, her eyes are brown, and you have never seen anyone like her. You can't stop looking. You feel something weird and rush to the bathroom, locking yourself in a stall.

You check your underwear and find that instead of tiny and soft, your penis is hard and feeling very weird. After a while it stops doing that. You go back to class and are afraid to stare at her any more because it makes you feel strange.

After school you learn that she is joining soccer. You can't change in front of the other girls, but you have to go and get your bag out of the locker room. There, you see her taking off her blouse and-

...you wake up in prison and groan. You go to rub your eyes, but find your hand sticky... there is a very creamy mess in your underwear.

"Fuck," you say and lie back on the bed, staring at the cell of the ceiling. Mei snores quietly on the bottom bunk. It was the worst dream you could have had. You are so angry. The cell block is quiet, but someone is snoring really loud on the upper floor.

It frustrated you so much that there were things you wanted to say to Riley, but now you can't.

And now you want to say something to Chloe, even if it's just to thank her or to say that you're sorry or something... and you can't do that either. You are just stuck here in this cell. The truth didn't hit you yesterday, but it is hitting you now. You are in prison and being in prison really sucks.

You think bitterly about how Chloe said you could have a hall pass. It's prison... it's not like you need her permission. You think that, but you also really want to see her. Not because you are horny, because you are too upset to be horny, but because you want to talk to someone, and you are sure that Chloe will understand.

But you know that you made the right decision. Breaking rules and trying to see her... that would have just gotten you both into trouble. You groan and roll over, thinking that you must have been in some big denial to think that prison would be easy. Work, bad food, unlikable women... you can handle all of that, but lying in the dark, helpless and miserable is actually really hard. And then you dreamed about Lucia. It's like the universe is against you.

At least Chloe will be back tomorrow.