Last Gasp

Stephanie was horrified but knew she couldn't reveal that to her cellmates. "Eve, put the warden on the phone, right now!" she commanded.

"Sorry. The poor dear is trying to find another bottle of champagne," Eve said. "But he did have a message for you. He said the other prisoners can be really tough on a pretty young thing like you, and you shouldn't be ashamed of what you will have to do to survive. Cute little blondes always fall prey to bull dyke prisoners or horny guards, and so, when you have to become someone's frisky little bitch to survive, no one will hold it against you."

"He said what?" Stephanie gasped.

"Well, his exact words were, 'sucking a row of ding dongs or munching some rugs is a small price to pay for getting out of that snake pit alive.' Little Davie can be so melodramatic sometimes!" she giggled. "Tell me: are you a natural blonde, Stephanie? I think you are, but Dave wasn't sure. Everyone will know by tonight… unless you shave.

“Anyway, Dave says blonde beaver is worth more cigarettes in prison, and so blondes are the first pets chosen, and thus have the most powerful owners. He says you'll be okay if you just don’t try to resist whoever claims you as her bitch. Just do whatever it takes to survive."

Stephanie's hand instinctively flew to cover her crotch. The idea that she had increased her market value when she decided to trim her crotch rather than shaving it this morning was too humiliating to think about.

She heard some garbled voices on the other end of line, followed by more giggling. "Oh, Davie, you've spilled champagne all over my blouse!" Eve tittered. "Now I'm just going to have to take it off! I hope that wasn't your plan all along, you naughty boy," she scolded.

Then a hand grabbed Stephanie and roughly spun her around. She looked up at Luna, an enormous 180-pound Latina con, who stood over six inches taller than the tiny blonde newscaster.

She winced as Luna's hand closed around her neck. "You been hiding this phone from me, puta?" Luna snarled. "Luna don't like it when her white bitches hold out on her. You'll pay for that tonight, sweet cheeks."