Intern's (Not RI)

(A short story based on All About Eve, from Literotica (?). A long-missing story. Not tied to **** Incorporated)

Stephanie Meeks stood in an isolated corner of the large holding cell and discreetly took the small phone out of her pocket. It had been Eve's idea for her to go "undercover" as a prisoner in the holding area so that she could talk to the women waiting to be processed, but her assistant was supposed to have sprung her over an hour an ago.

Stephanie impatiently listened to the phone ring: eight...nine...! Why didn't Eve pick up?

"Hello?" Eve's voice finally said.

"Where the hell are you?" Stephanie whispered angrily, trying to hide her conversation from the other inmates. "You and the warden were supposed to release me by now! Some of these inmates are really scary!"

"Calm down, Stephanie," Eve said. "There's been a change of plans. How are things going in the tank?"

"Wonderful," Stephanie said, sarcastically. "I'm locked in a cell with three murderers, four junkies, and a woman who **** another woman with a bottle. It's just lovely. Now get me the hell out of here!"

"Did you get the background information you wanted?" Eve asked, archly.

"Yes, so get me out of here," Stephanie repeated. "They've already taken half of the women away for processing. I don't have much time."

“No one is coming for you, Stephie… may I call you ‘Stephie?’”

Stephanie hated being called ‘Steph’ or, worse, “Stephie,” but she wasn’t going to irritate Eve right now. “Fine. Whatever.”

“Great, Stephie! Anyway, as I was saying, no one is coming for you. Even though we couldn’t get a cameraman down there without blowing your cover, the resolution on these new cameras is remarkable! I decided to go ahead and let you get processed so we could show that on the air in tonight’s broadcast. I checked with my uncle; he said that I can show your naked fanny on the air, as long as I read one of those parental advisory notices before I do it and we only show the naughtiest bits in our 11 PM broadcast. So, we can show the whole thing, from making you strip to issuing you your new prison uniform.

"Oh, and by the way, we paid for all of the noobs – that’s you and three of today’s other inductees – to get special, extra-cute t-shirt dresses rather than those ugly overalls. The viewers will appreciate that when you are bent over some toilet or across someone’s lap, because the dress you will be in is so short that your cute little bare bottom will be poking out at them! You’ll look terrific!”

“Bare bottom? …. Eve, we can discuss your great ideas later!” Stephanie’s panic meant that Eve’s words were not immediately registering. “Right now, you need to spring me out of this cell before the guards finish that last batch. They are fast!”

"They sure are," Eve observed, casually. "The warden showed me the videotapes of the women being processed this afternoon. Strip search, body cavity search, shower, delousing, and uniform fitting can be completed in minutes. The guards are very efficient, although the guys will slow things up when it's a pretty little thing like you on the other end of the glove... take time to enjoy the view, so to speak."