"Alright you scumbags, time to get up. NOW!"
The security guard had obviously once harboured ambitions of becoming a drill sergeant in the US Army, the way he barked at the inmates every morning. Too bad he loved his Krispy Kreme's too much for that kind of discipline. So he ended up at Los Angeles State Federal Penitentiary instead, almost by accident. Much like one of the inmates he'd become particularly fond of. But Hell, just cos he kinda liked the guy, didn't mean he was gonna cut him any slack in front of the others.
Rattling the bars of his cell, Billy yelled at him.
"Get your lazy ass out of bed right now Almeida, or I'll drag it out for you!"
Tony rolled himself off the edge of the bed – if you could really call it that – and started to get dressed for what would doubtless be just another long day of boredom and frustration, to be chalked off at the end as another step towards freedom.
Meanwhile, Krispy Kreme Guy's best buddy, Frank, was checking in a visitor.
A very pretty one at that. Frank gave her the hold once, twice, three times over, trying to hide his rising state of excitement, with the aid of an official clipboard and a copious beer belly.
"Miss, if you could just fill in this form, and sign here, here ... and here" Frank pointed out the appropriate spots, leaning unnecessarily over the woman's shoulder just to try and catch a whiff of the scent she was wearing.
"Thankyou ... er, Frank" the woman checked his badge quickly " I think I can manage this."
Frank knew a brush off when he saw one, and took a couple of steps back. It was no skin off his nose. After all it gave him the chance to check out her perfectly formed ass.
By the time the woman returned the form to him, Frank was drooling like an excited puppy. Turning away to get her visitor's badge, he quickly wiped the drool away with his left hand. He handed the badge over to the woman, who took it gingerly and pinned it to her jacket, then very pointedly shook his right hand.
Frank took the hint, and wiped his hand swiftly on his pants, before gesturing to the woman to go on past him.
"You know the way to the visitor's room by now, don't you Miss Dessler?"