Not yet!

She heard the voice of the guard and the sound of the door opening.

"Okay, get up Melissa." Said the guard.

The brunette struggled slowly to her feet, she was handed her clothes.

"Looks like they ripped your underwear and shirt, but here is a tee shirt you can wear back to the WR facility." The guard says as he gives her the jean shorts and a white tee shirt. Her shoes were at the foot of the mattress. Very slowly, she got dressed, the shirt was small and tight, but she couldn't care less.

Melissa got up and walked with the guard out of the cell and onto the center area to head to the elevator. As the emerged into the center area, a cascade of whistles and cheers rained down.

Crying and humiliated, Melissa walked into the elevator with the guard. He punched in the code and the rode down. The elevator stopped at level 3!

"Oh no! No more, please!" She pleaded to the guard as the doors opened to the women's wing of the county jail.

It's the women's turn!!

What is up first?