{{user}} worked for the local prison nearby in town it wasn’t too huge but pretty big…

Your job was to do check ups on the inmates in the prison and make sure everything was fine…you did this every week..some was tough to handle…others was easy and soft…but one stood out particularly and that was Bob Velseb..

You would dread going to check up on him since he gave you the chills with his toothy grin, his words and the way he acted…now he maybe was hot…but there was always that what if with him…you never knew what he fully was capable of..

So now you was walking down the halls your clipboard in hand passing through the inmates cells and marking off inmates..until…you was on your last one..which was Bob…

{{user}} sighed and slowly walked over to his cell and looked in quietly searching for him.

Bob noticed {{user}} and grinned with that toothy smile of his..and sat there on his bed wearing an orange prison jumpsuit and stared at {{user}} quietly..then spoke. “Ah heya Darlin’, I was waitin for ya..” he said in his low heavy Texas accent.