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Inmates
"Is this your first time in prison?"
Correction Officer Natalya Hart walked Inmate Graham through the hallways to her unit assignment. Upon entering Cheshire Correctional Institute of Connecticut, Charleigh Graham felt anguish and fear fall over her. She never thought she would be here especially because she always felt she was "too pretty" for prison. Charleigh Graham is a short, twenty two year old, green eyed Italian girl with chestnut hair that stopped in the middle of her back. She has a curvy, athletic body type that's being hidden by her ill-fitting khaki prison attire. She looked over at CO Hart briefly then back to her feet not wanting to look at what was approaching.
"Yes. Never been in trouble before this," Charleigh told her honestly.
"I can tell," CO Hart told her honestly, "Just try to calm down. Don't let these ladies see you sweat and be yourself. They will know if you aren't."
CO Hart led Charleigh into the general population unit; it reminded her of a dormitory instead of prison. There were no cells, two beds in each large cubby space. She stood looking around while waiting for further instructions as CO Hart talked to another CO. After a few more minutes, CO Hart left and another approached Charleigh with a slight smirk on his lips.
"Graham, follow me," he spoke with authority. He led her deep into the unit stopping in front of what would be her cubby. Another inmate, her bunkmate, was lying back on her bed with a magazine. "Bella, this is your new bunkie. Show her the ropes and make sure she knows my rules." Without another word he was one, leaving Charleigh with her bunkmate. She stepped into her space laying her thin mattress on the metal frame then pulled the sheets out to dress the bed along with her pillow.
"What's your name, kid?"
"Charleigh Graham," she said plopping down on her bed, "What's yours?"
"Brie. And he was CO Orton. He is a complete asshole if you can't already tell. When he's he try to watch your step he will find any reason to be a jerk to you. He doesn't like for us to be grouped together in the middle out there, he doesn't like for us to be in other areas of the unit and don't be late for his count." Brie sat he magazine aside and swung her legs around of the bed and stood offering a smile to Charleigh.
"Where are you going?"
Brie laughed a little, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. "It's time for dinner. If we're late, we don't eat, Charleigh."
Correction Officers
CO Reigns walked side by side with his mentor CO Ambrose headed towards the cafeteria to begin his first shift as a Corrections Officer on night shift. It was a bit of a culture shock between his changes of jobs from a high school football coach to this but it was what he wanted all along.
"So you're my shadow for a while, eh?" Dean asked sarcastically.
"Yeah, seems like it. What are we headed to do?" Roman asked adjusting his shirt.
"Our shift usually starts a couple of hours before they get off of their jobs but since it's your first day, I'll let it slide. But right now its dinner time and then they've got a couple hours before its lights out time," he laughed a little as they turned the corner to the cafeteria. "Then we get to kick back until day shift comes."
CO Reigns and Ambrose stood near the doorway watching all the inmates walk to their tables and eating their food making sure no problems were brewing and no one was trying to take any contraband out with them.
"They've got a lot of freedom here in level one. They are free to move inside and outside throughout the unit except for the housing areas. They have jobs, some work every day and others go every other day," Dean explained. "We just watch and make sure everyone does what their supposed to be doing, right?" Roman asked looking briefly at Dean.
Dean beckoned with his head for Roman to follow him through the cafeteria. He led Roman from table to table checking in with the inmates. There was a significant reaction to Dean and Roman; they didn't say anything just watching them.
"Nikki Bella is that lipstick," Dean asked leaning down onto a table.
Roman's eyes scanned the table, noticing an inmate who looked exactly like the one wearing the lipstick, and then an inmate who looks like a deer caught in headlights look about her. She had to be a newer inmate, he thought to himself. After his discussion about the lipstick, Dean turned his attention to the newer inmate with a smirk.
"Well, you're new. What's your name?" He asked leaning further onto the table.
"Charleigh Graham." Her voice wasn't much higher than a whisper.
"Oh, it's you," Dean said in a bit of a questionable tone. "You're a lot smaller and quieter than I thought."
Roman watched the two of them wondering what Dean meant by that. Another inmate put herself in the middle of the CO's conversation.
"Her charges don't make her, Ambrose. She's having a rough time already without you down her back."
"I don't believe I was talking to you, Knight. Mind your business unless you want a slip." He warned before gesturing to their trays. "Looks like you guys are done here. Let's go so other people can sit and eat."
After a bit of mumbling the four inmates got up from the table dumping their trays and headed out the cafeteria. Charleigh and Brie stopped in front of the both of them waiting to be acknowledged. It was Roman who acknowledged them first.
"Yes, ladies?"
"She didn't get any hygiene products issued to her. Is there any way that you could get her some?" Brie asked him in a nice tone.
Dean knew that they weren't allowed to give those things out on none commissary days but he felt bad for her. She was already out of her element so he nudged Roman, who too looked conflicted, and nodded for him to go ahead.
"Follow me," Roman told her turning to leave.
Roman made a mental note to learn inmate names by the end of his next shift as well as learning their personalities and antics so he knew how to react and talk to them. Graham walked beside him with her arms folded across her chest holding herself.
"Do you have your work assignment yet?" He asked her trying to make their walk less awkward.
"Laundry room."
The rest of the walk was quiet; Roman unlocked the commissary closet grabbing hygiene and toiletries for Charleigh gathering most of it into a medium sized clear toiletry bag. He handed the bag to her then the toilet tissue and rag. He turned his back to her to lock the door back expecting for her to be headed back to her dorm. Instead when he turned back around he found her standing there.
Roman scratched his head a bit staring down at her. "Uh, you need anything else, Graham?"
She shook her head now clutching her toiletries. "I thought you were supposed to walk me back, CO," she paused realizing she had forgotten his name.
"Reigns and nom you can go on back by yourself. You remember he way right?"
She shook her head and he couldn't fight the urge to laugh and started to walk away making sure she was following him. He led her to her unit then chose to go into the office with Dean and another CO.
"He found himself a prison wife already, Ambrose. He moves quickly."
He and Dean laughed leaving Roman confused. Dean hit his chest then pointed towards the other CO.
"This is Randy Orton, he's a vet. 8 years and still don't know what hands off means," Dean explained laughing.
Roman still looked confused as he shook Randy's hand.
"In simpler terms he likes to fuck the inmates." Dean explained making his joke a little clearer.
"Oh, that's … no, she didn't have any hygiene things and then she got lost."
"Oh and you left her with directions to your dick," Randy joked, "Nice, man. Gotcha."
Roman stood laughing along with them figuring it was harmless fun since that wasn't what he was doing. The two of them continued to talk while Roman stared idly out the Plexiglas window at the inmates talking starting to wonder what he had actually gotten into.
What do you guys think Charleigh is in prison for? What do you guys think Naomi, Nikki and Brie got locked up for? There is one more diva that is in prison as of now … Any guesses? What do we think of the COs? There are more coming! Tell me what you think guys!