Part Five
"Listen, up!" Hillary yelled as the inmates were lined up against the wall.
"Before you go to the showers, we wanted you to know that there are going to be some changes and some of you may be moved out of this section." Vicky said in a soft voice.
"Why?" Macky asked with a confused look.
"Don't worry about why, Mr. Johnson. Just know if we tell you to move, you move." Hillary said harshly. Vicky gave him an apologetic look and continued to give instruction.
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"We can't do anything in here, there's cameras."
"So why didn't you send me to the laundry room?"
"Because that would have been the forth time this week."
"Well, what do I have to do?"
"Wash dishes, that's all."
"Alright, hey what's up with us moving?"
"You might not move, they haven't told us much."
"You're going to make sure I don't move, right?"
"Macky, I'll try but I'm not in control of that kind of stuff..."
"Try hard cause you can't fuck me and then leave me high and dry."
"Yea, I know. I wish I could take you home with me."
"I'm not a puppy, Vicky. I'm a man who can your old regardless of where we are. That's why I need you to make sure I stay here."
"Damn it, Macky. You're so sexy."
"I know, right? I could show you how sexy I can be but you got me washing some fucking dishes."
"Tomorrow, I promise. I'll switch you and Franklin."
"Nah, never mind. Not Frank. He's way too observant and just nosey. Wait until it's somebody else's turn."
"Alright, Franklin hasn't said anything to you about us, right?"
"He thinks we have a crush on each other, is all."
"Oh ok, well maybe we should wait.."
"Don't go getting worried or nothing, he knows nothing."
"I'm not worried..."
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FanfictionVicky is a prison guard for Rikers Island. The mother of a three year old little girl and girlfriend of a construction worker. She been on the job for three years and hasn't had much of an issue...
