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Lani
I am so nervous when I see Doctor Dad that I don’t want to talk at all for fear of him knowing that something is wrong. It’s Saturday, and Hughes has already informed me that Tony has asked for me again. It’s what I want, yet I’m afraid for so many reasons. I don’t want them to know I want to see him. God, I’m thinking of the prison guards as them now, but I’m not paranoid if they really are after me. Also, I don’t want to get pregnant, obviously.
I give him my hand immediately.
“Are you doing alright here, Lani?” He asks as he pricks my finger.
“Umhmmm, just fine, Doctor Foster,” I say with a slight gasp as he takes my blood.
“It’s seventy. It’s too low, Lani. Are you eating any fruits?” He is acting very concerned now. He is acting, isn’t he?
“Yea, twice a day. I have orange juice for breakfast, and half a banana at lunch.”
“She needs a candy bar, or a soda, or she could go into a coma.” Doctor Dad is very serious as he says it to Nameless. She nods, and actually looks scared as she hurries out of the room.
“Is it time, Lani?” He whispers it, as he takes my elbow, and sits me down on an exam table. I don’t think the nurse hears him.
“No, Doctor Foster. I feel fine, really. You don’t need to worry,” I try to assure him, as the guard returns with a candy bar and a soda. “You know I don’t drink soda,” I remind him as I take the candy from the guard. It’s not my favorite, but it will do. Anyway, he knows I’m not really diabetic. Why is he doing all this?
“I’m sure I’ll feel better after I have this chocolate,” I say, and take a bite. I chew for a moment, then continue, “Maybe you should bring a peppermint patty in your bag every time you come from now on, just in case.” I smile up at him.
He sighs loudly. The guard shakes her head sternly. They act like my teacher and my principal when I’d get into trouble at school. I guess I’ll always be the incorrigible Lani Vaden.
“The color is returning to your cheeks.” He continues to observe me, then pulls out a little light, and shines it in my eyes. “If she gets ill, you can call me at any time.” He takes a card out of his pocket, and hands it to the nurse. “My answering service will contact me if it’s urgent.”
The nurse nods, and takes the card. But as Doctor Dad leaves the room I see the guard take it from her. “We won’t be needing this, because you aren’t going to be sick again, are you Vaden?”
“No, ma’am,” I reply, compliantly. This is totally not me. I am not some weak, submissive person. I’m a fighter. After a little more than a week in jail, I can barely recognize myself.
“You’re a good girl, Vaden. Keep it up and you’re going to have another fantastic night tonight. How many times did he fuck you last week?” she says as she leads me back to my cell to wait.
As she’s closing me in, I reply honestly, “Too many to count. You should try him. He eats pussy better than any woman.”
“I don’t think my girlfriend would agree.” She chuckles, and flicks her tongue at me. I knew there was a reason she’s been paying special attention to me.
Chapter Nine
Lani
In the back of the car, I’m as excited as a teenager going on her first date. I can almost remember the tangy scent of him. I can definitely remember the feel of his skin. I can’t picture his tattoos though. I mean, there were so many. And I was basically focused on his dick, his long, hard…
“Hey, Jenna, if your guy doesn’t win, you want to spend the night with the guards? How much to go first?” De Soto asks from the front seat.
I glance over at the woman then. Is this the woman who was supposed to have been in a fight with my sister? She’s got to be about five feet tall, if that, and less than a hundred pounds. There’s
Lani
I am so nervous when I see Doctor Dad that I don’t want to talk at all for fear of him knowing that something is wrong. It’s Saturday, and Hughes has already informed me that Tony has asked for me again. It’s what I want, yet I’m afraid for so many reasons. I don’t want them to know I want to see him. God, I’m thinking of the prison guards as them now, but I’m not paranoid if they really are after me. Also, I don’t want to get pregnant, obviously.
I give him my hand immediately.
“Are you doing alright here, Lani?” He asks as he pricks my finger.
“Umhmmm, just fine, Doctor Foster,” I say with a slight gasp as he takes my blood.
“It’s seventy. It’s too low, Lani. Are you eating any fruits?” He is acting very concerned now. He is acting, isn’t he?
“Yea, twice a day. I have orange juice for breakfast, and half a banana at lunch.”
“She needs a candy bar, or a soda, or she could go into a coma.” Doctor Dad is very serious as he says it to Nameless. She nods, and actually looks scared as she hurries out of the room.
“Is it time, Lani?” He whispers it, as he takes my elbow, and sits me down on an exam table. I don’t think the nurse hears him.
“No, Doctor Foster. I feel fine, really. You don’t need to worry,” I try to assure him, as the guard returns with a candy bar and a soda. “You know I don’t drink soda,” I remind him as I take the candy from the guard. It’s not my favorite, but it will do. Anyway, he knows I’m not really diabetic. Why is he doing all this?
“I’m sure I’ll feel better after I have this chocolate,” I say, and take a bite. I chew for a moment, then continue, “Maybe you should bring a peppermint patty in your bag every time you come from now on, just in case.” I smile up at him.
He sighs loudly. The guard shakes her head sternly. They act like my teacher and my principal when I’d get into trouble at school. I guess I’ll always be the incorrigible Lani Vaden.
“The color is returning to your cheeks.” He continues to observe me, then pulls out a little light, and shines it in my eyes. “If she gets ill, you can call me at any time.” He takes a card out of his pocket, and hands it to the nurse. “My answering service will contact me if it’s urgent.”
The nurse nods, and takes the card. But as Doctor Dad leaves the room I see the guard take it from her. “We won’t be needing this, because you aren’t going to be sick again, are you Vaden?”
“No, ma’am,” I reply, compliantly. This is totally not me. I am not some weak, submissive person. I’m a fighter. After a little more than a week in jail, I can barely recognize myself.
“You’re a good girl, Vaden. Keep it up and you’re going to have another fantastic night tonight. How many times did he fuck you last week?” she says as she leads me back to my cell to wait.
As she’s closing me in, I reply honestly, “Too many to count. You should try him. He eats pussy better than any woman.”
“I don’t think my girlfriend would agree.” She chuckles, and flicks her tongue at me. I knew there was a reason she’s been paying special attention to me.
Chapter Nine
Lani
In the back of the car, I’m as excited as a teenager going on her first date. I can almost remember the tangy scent of him. I can definitely remember the feel of his skin. I can’t picture his tattoos though. I mean, there were so many. And I was basically focused on his dick, his long, hard…
“Hey, Jenna, if your guy doesn’t win, you want to spend the night with the guards? How much to go first?” De Soto asks from the front seat.
I glance over at the woman then. Is this the woman who was supposed to have been in a fight with my sister? She’s got to be about five feet tall, if that, and less than a hundred pounds. There’s
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