Chapter 2

Franky began the long walk back to her unit. The taste of Bridget still lingered on her lips and her mind lost in thought as she recalled the recent event over and over in her mind. This was quite possibly the happiest time in her life, for sure it was the best since she entered this hell hole.

The sound of keys slamming against a metal bar rudely brought her back to reality. "Hurry up Doyle some of us have homes to go to"

God this guard was a dick! Been here two minutes with this them and us attitude. "Yeah bet it's empty tho hey" Franky quipped.

"Watch it Doyle!" He finished before turning around and walking away with this thunderous echo like gravity had defied his shoes.

'Fucking dick' franky mumbled amusing herself.

Before she even had a chance to slump onto her bed boomer entered all flustered as if she was readying herself to deliver some shit hot off the press news.."Franky!, come on its sunshine outside. Juicy Lucy reckons her crew can smash us at a little basket ball game" "stupid bitch" boomer said giggling at herself while forming a fist with a right hand and slamming it into the other

"Fuck sake booms! You tryna kill a girl. Thought you had some shit to tell me" it's not surprising she was a little anxious at any news flashes after the recent fuck session she had just been involved in.

"Yea, well come on franks." Boomer snapped while grabbing hold of her friends hand and pulling her off the bed with complete ease.

"Uhhhh fine!" Franky forced. Maybe letting off some steam was what she needed, after being blue balled and unable to pop along and see her lover as she pleased the tension in her was at a high.

As the duo walked out onto the court Franky scanned the court. The usual groups had formed. Liz, Doreen, bea, max and jess were all sat facing the basket ball court. Almost too perfectly positioned, a simple look at boomer who was clearly in a sporting fight mode confirmed she had rallied the troops as some crazy cheerleading squad.

Franky threw a cheeky wink and smile at her girls aka fans only to then hear a screeching of letters.

"Gimme a F, gimme a R, gimme a A..."

" Kim! That'll do yea" Franky snapped embarrassed and annoyed at the unwanted attention Kim was giving her.

"B...but franky you know you love it when I'm your little cheerleader" as Kim said this in a seductive yet immature manner she flashed franky a glimpse of what she was offering.

Lifting up her tight v neck top and lowering the right teal prison supplied pants she revealed a pink laced thong. Biting on her lip she finished with a "it's all yours".

Just as franky looked up and around trying to engage anyone into a conversation of escape she caught sight of Bridget who was looking on at the two with a look that could easily deliver a 10 year sentence.

"Fuck" the brunette complained to herself and if matters wasn't bad enough Kim seized the word game opportunity and finished the sentence with a "me". Slapping frankys ass and running away like some love struck puppy.

Franky quickly returned her eyes to the sight of Bridget who was looking on with one eyebrow raised in disapproval yet still this look on her face that showed she was just dying to walk over to the brunette and show the rest just how she felt.

But this is prison! Their affair cannot be displayed in any way and the two knew this as their eyes gazed at one another's.

Bounce, bounce ... "Franky come on!" Boomer yelled frantically bouncing the basket ball "first to 10 lets go!"

"Fuck sake. Fine!" Franky removed her prison issue jacket and threw it over to bea. "Don't get too excited will ya red" the brunette mocked

"I'll not to franky" bea replied.

With that it was time to let the game begin.

A few minutes of running around franky doing the work and boomer displaying this brick wall defence quickly saw the two in a nice comfy 9-2 lead. "Haha come on franks these bitches got nothing on us"

Raged with shame a few of the girls who hated franky and her leadership saw the opportunity to play dirty. Added with Kim's annoying distracting chants from the side lines they were able to catch franky off guard and sent her slamming into the deck. "What the fuck" "you fucking kidding me?" The brunette rushed to her feet showing her toned arms in rage as her body tensed up readying itself to fight.

"Hey, hey hey" a soothing voice shouted "that's enough!" It was Bridget running to the rescue of her lover. "Back off girls come on! If you don't move off ill call for a guard and you can think about this in the slot"

Bridget's interruption was enough to fend off the pack of wolves but her attention being taken away had left Kim with the role of nurse. The blonde turned around to find her woman being caressed by Kim. Patting off the gravel in areas only she felt the right to touch.

"Aww franky baby, let me take care of you" Kim continued leaning in to kiss franky on the cheek.

"That's enough Kim!" A harsh voice barked. The group shocked to discover the voice was Bridget's!

Remembering where she was and that she has to control the display the two give she quickly attempted to regain order. "Let franky get some air" ... Clearing her throat she added with "you ok franky?"

Franky now just amused rather than angered just replied "Yeh I'm good gidge" "but I think I slammed my head on the deck... Any chance of a lift to medical?" The brunette clearly suffering nothing but a desire to be alone with the blonde.

"Ummm sure, best we get that checked out" as Bridget finished her reply she reached forward to take hold of a over acting wounded franky.

Now Kim may be a little bubbly and pretty much lets most things get past her without it bothering her. However this even her stupid eyes could not ignore. She looked on as franky and Bridget walked off towards the units and couldn't help but follow to see if her jealous instincts were right.

Small creeping steps landed her just shy of the laundry corridor. She knew there was a no officers here as work detail was over and with no camera looking down this aisle franky and Bridget could go undetected.

As Kim approached the corner she could hear faint whisperings, against her better judgement she remained silent and still listening on to get proof before she pounced.

Maybe Bridget and franky were stupid or just became too relaxed but the tone of their voices returned to a audible level as Kim remained spying on the two.

"Gidge, i.. I need to tell you something"

"Earlier when we were alone in your room, I.. I've never felt that way about anyone before"

The brunette stood in a clear state of struggle. Opening up was never one of frankys strong points and showing weakness reminded her of her vulnerable childhood and everytime she allowed someone close they just fucked her up!

"Look what I'm tryin to say is, this isn't just some prison fantasy.

I.. I think about you all the time and when I'm with you I love how you make me feel .. Not just the naughty parts" even in her distressed state of weakness the brunette was able to flash that cheeky grin and tease the situation.

"I.. I .. Oh for fuck sake what's wrong with me?"

"I can't even talk properly anymore, it's like whenever your near I just lose total control." The brunette intakes a deep breathe and releases with a exaggerated force... "I love you Bridget" "I have to tell you this because i don't want anyone fucking this up, Kim, I mean I've seen the way you look at her and she means nothing to me I swear to you"

The brunette looked on at the smiling blonde stood before her. Bridget's eyes glistening as tears filled her gorgeous blue eyes.

Bridget reached her hand forward and placed it upon frankys face which was now sporting a vulnerable side Bridget had yet to see.

"S.. Say.. Please say something" the brunette wished.

"Franky.. If you don't see the way I feel about you everytime our eyes meet. Then I don't know what else to do. But I will tell you this... I love you franky"

Bridget took a step forward closing the embrace between the two. Her head resting upon the brow of her love and prisoner. "God knows ive tried to control this but I can't. I want. You, all of you" as the blonde finished her love declaration she sought this the perfect moment to lean that one inch closer and kiss the lips of her sobbing lover.

The salty taste lingering as small crystal tears bounced off her lips.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH" a angered voice shouted towards the two entangled lovers.

The two quickly parted to see a enraged Kim stood a few metres away.

"You FUCKING LOVE HER?!"

The former sexual playmate bellowed down the halls.

"What the fuck does this skinny old scrag have that I don't huh?!" "Fancy fucking clothes, walking around like she owns the place" Kim now stood pained She came to terms with losing frankys attention.

"Kim, it's... " Franky tried to reason

"Please.. Don't fucking tell me it's not what I think! I fucking heard you!"

"I fucking love you franky, I came back here for you!" Kim released as tears patterned her face smudging her make up in its trail.

"You'll pay you bitch" she finished turning to run away.

"Ffffuck!" Franky shouts as her fist collides with the wall.

"Hey it's ok, it's a prisoners words against mine" her lover tries to reassure her.

"Officers get accused of this shit all the time, I'll just say that Kim is a burnt ex lover of yours and she is looking for someone to blame"

The blonde added further.

"Yea right... Like the freak will buy that! That psycho has been after me since she got her!" Now slumped on the floor in a clump of defeat.

Bridget knelt beside her and whispers "hey it will be ok, even the freak needs evidence" "but now we really must make a move before anyone comes and sees us here"

With that the two stood looking lovingly and pained at one another knowing they had pushed the limit too far and a rough ride was in store.