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I was having a sex dream.  Don’t know who he was but he was slowly sliding his cock into me.  I was slowly getting wetter.  In fact when I woke up I had wet undies.  I was right on the verge of orgasm when I hear a knocking on the door.  Fuck.

Now, I am sitting ere in my 8′ by 10′ two-person cell at 1:00 a.m.  I am writing letters to people who never write back.  So, I might as well stop writing to them for they have forgotten about me.  Nobody cares.  Feel like nobody loves me on the outside, like they don’t have time for me.

There is a lot of shit going on in here.  There are guards who play favoritism to inmates or as we prefer to be called “residents.”  To top it all off they took all of our crocheting and knitting stuff and anything that we had in progress.  Pisses me off something wicked.

I really want some guys to write me.  I can skype, and I love writing and recieving the dirtiest letters.  My ultimate fantasy is to have one cock in all three of my holes and to have both of my nipples being sucked on at the same time.  What’s yours?

Love,

Arline

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