WC - The next day

You are on work detail the next morning, carrying a delivery of food into the prison from a truck in the yard. Ashe appears, obviously hoping you will slip away with her for a quickie, but you are not doing anything like that right now. You don't want to get in trouble, and besides... you don't like Ashe very much.

The way that the other inmates look at you has changed. Most of them would like some of what Ashe got, and they start to approach.

First it's the blue-haired girl named Jinx... She sits next to you at lunch, and her attempts at flirting are sad. So is her skinny little body. Maybe if you were really drunk... You politely receive her flirting, but don't return any. You actually don't feel very horny... prison is not exactly a turn on.

Other people are horny, though. You see the guards together, and the way Vi playfully gropes Cait as she walks past.

You even go to deliver some mail and hear moaning from inside the Warden's office... This place is so depressing. Where do any of these women get their energy? You feel like you have none.

There's another woman like that. The blonde who always looks sad. You don't know anything about her...

In the shower after dinner, a woman with a fit body and short, dark hair approaches you. You can tell from her body language that she isn't looking for sex.

The redhead with the scar on her face was also about to approach you... and she looks horny. Disappointed, she backs off as the other girl gets to you first.

"What do you want?" you ask, rubbing body wash on your body.

She leans against the wall and folds her arms, water streaming down her body, over some slightly visible abs, to some short, well-groomed black pubic hair. She's no knockout, but you wouldn't kick her out of bed.

"Adella, right?" she says. "I'm Chloe."

"Hi."

"I want to ask you for a favor."

Your face makes it obvious you are not in the mood to do favors... but she goes on.

"Or maybe I'd do one for you. What do you say to switching cells with me? Switching cellmates, really."

"The Warden has to do that," you say.

"I can do it," Chloe says.

"Who's your cellmate?" you ask.

She glances past you. You look over your shoulder to see lovely golden hair, a smooth back, and a round, athletic rear end. Between her legs, you see a tuft of blond hair, streaming water onto her thighs.

It's that sad blonde.

"She's quiet. Won't bother you," Chloe says.

You aren't sure... does she want to get away from this blonde? Or does she want to be in a cell with Mei, your cellmate?

"Why?" you ask.

"I'm worried about her," Chloe says.

"Why?"

"You want the truth? I'm worried she might slot herself."

"I don't know how to help with that," you say.

"But you do. It looks like you have a... special way of making women happy," Chloe says lightly, looking down at your penis.

You are good with women, but you are not sure your penis can cure depression. Still, someone like this blonde might make a good cellmate. But it's not like Mei is a bad cellmate.

Should you try to help? Or stay out of it?