I did my time and when I was released I got a job to stay on probation. It was a lousy job arranged by my parole officer, I was 32 and I had a bad cigarette habit and if I drank I drank until I passed out. My job was working as a cashier at a gas station. I didn't come from this, I had grown up in a nice home with a mother and father and a nice school but I got into drugs. That is how I got to the gas station.

At the gas station was a woman, she was in her fifties and she worked the night shift. She was mean but to me she was nice. I had seen her so many times while I was in prison and when she started to eye me I knew what she wanted. It felt good to be hugged and kissed and felt up, she had strong hands and she unscrewed my boob and fingered me so deep it hurt, but it felt good to be naked and it felt good to have her naked too. She likes having her pussy 'swabbed' and her tits wrung out and she likes to kiss and make out. I moved in with her.

Things went on for a while until one of my 'friends' was let out and she came looking for me and claiming me. She and my now girlfriend got in a fight, it ended up on the street and the cops came and arrested them both. My now girlfriend didn't have a record and she was able to prove that she had not started it and my prison ma'am had her probation revoked. I work and pay my bills and keep my mouth shut and don't drink. I wish I could stop smoking but my now girlfriend smokes and it is not going to happen. I have pictures of when I was a teenager and I don't look anything like her. I never thought I would end up at the bottom of the pit.

I last had sex with a man when I was twenty three before I got sent to prison. Before prison I only did men. I am not a woman type but that is what I have and it feels good, I am used to it and I don't ever look for a man. In prison it was mostly a head game, there wasn't anywhere to let it out. Now it is real.