No girl wants a redneck
Daryl watched as the slightly brown water ran down her bruised back. The marks were same as his. His hand tighten against the side of the prison wall. He wanted to know who did that to her, who had the mind to hurt her to touch her smooth skin. He didn't wanted to admit it but the sassy, talked backed, don't give a crap girl grew on him. He ignore his aroused as he watched her tan ass wet. He swiftly looked down when she turned around. He wasn't like his brother, Merle.
If Merle was here, he would have taken her right against the cold stone wall. Daryl would do the same but if she wanted to. Daryl looked under his eyes lashes and saw her two vast breasts. The pink soap bubbles dripped down of her harden nipples to her slightly round tummy. It was one of the things that Daryl loved in a women. He liked a girl with meat on her bones.
Daryl licked his his thin lips as looked at her. Her eyes were closed as she risen her nut-shelled colored hair, his icy blue eyes went down to her neck. He wanted to kiss the center of her neck down to her collar bone but what he wanted mostly was to kiss those pouty light red lips of hers. Daryl sighed as he looked away from her god like body. He knew she wouldn't think twice of sleeping with a redneck.
"You are a dumb fuck, boy. No girl would want you."
Daryl shook his head as he heard Merle's voice. He knew Merle was right, no girl would want a redneck. Daryl cursed at himself and started walking back to the cell block. All he knew tonight he was going to be tired from beating off.