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I took a step back, denying myself.
"Seriously..." grumbled Ramirez, looking at me in disbelief. "It's the only fun we have.”
"You're married" I shot with a hand gesture.
"I am, but I've also been in prison for years without seeing my wife naked," he said, exalted.
I just denied it again with my head.
"Go ahead.”
"If you don't want to," said Ramirez, smiling at me. "There are those who want to.”
"Do not fight, boys," hummed the woman, totally ignoring when the guard locked the cell and left. In the other cells, moans were already sounding. I sat on the bed, the woman slowly watched me. "Which of my services are most in need?”
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