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Date Posted: 22:15:35 04/23/02 Tue
Author: CFW
Subject: Story

The Bride
by CFW

I was there on purpose, but none of these other people were. I was the only one stupid enough to be breaking into prison, they were all just...well stupid, exept maybe her, or him, as was the case.

Oh how I would have loved to grab that asshole by the throat when he pulled the wig off of that poor fucking transvestite, it was like raping the poor fuck. But hey, I had a job to do. So stick to the fucking plan Derek.

How do you break into prison? The easiest way is to punch an idiot cop in the face, which of course I did, and it put me in there, with the drunks, the petty thieves, the hookers; and the transvestite - inpersonating a women? what a backward fucking country this was.

Never mind that shit. Stick to the fucking job Dereck.

Backward dosen't even close really. After court - if you can call it that - they put us all in the same jail along with the murderers; me, the drunks, hookers, and him.

Me? I was there on purpose, but I felt sorry for him.

They shoved us in a dorm cell, twenty fucking men, every one of them with a hardon when they saw him? her. So I was nice, a broad back to hid behind. So I hate any cocksucker that picks on weaker people. So I kind of protected him/her.

It started on the bus, on the way to the prison. Stick to the fucking plan Dereck, I told myself, but he/she kind of clung to me for protection, because I was big and strong, but mostly just because I didn't pick on him/her. So when we got there, to the prison, and they were all over him/her, Karny he/she said her/his name was.

"Leave him alone!" I said.

"New fish is lone ranger," the lead idiot said. Lots of laughs from the peanut gallery behind him.

How do you handle a situation like that? I knew how - don't exchange bull shit, aand take out the leader. So I did just that. Nothing said, just one kick square in the nuts, immediately drawing the foot back, and pushing down on the assholes head I kneed his fucking asshole's teeth out. I did that, and guess what? they all left him/her -
Karny alone.

They said that Karny was my lover, and they spread the word - he's tough, so leave them alone. I could live with that, I only had my job to do, then I was out of here. I know Karny would have sucked my brains out for the protection that I could offer, but I didn't have the time, I had a job to do.

Second day was when the opportunity arose. It was easy, even though I had to take out two of his bodyguards before shapping the son of a bitch's neck, But hey, colateral damage, and colateral damage wwith pay. And my escape was all planned. I had set it all up in advance.

I don't know why the hell I did it, but I went back for Karny. Climbed the well wall with him/her on my back, and repelled down the outer wall the same way. We were free and clear. For a while anyway.

Fuck I hate weaklings. The route was tough, I'll give you that, but Karny was proving to be a liability, so I ended up carrying him.

We came close, real close, when a patrol passed us by, no more than ten feet away. I brought Karny to the ground, my hand over his mouth. We layed there for a while, me on top, my hand over Karny's mouth. They past, the danger gone, and then I felt it - Karny's hardon pressing against me.

Mybe it was the fact that I was hard as well, and maybe I was hard because I still thought of Karny as a girl; it couldn't be because I was gay. What ever the reason, my lips found Karny's, we kissed, and I pushed the bulge in my pants into hers.

end of part one

I am a writer, drunk right now, so please excuse any errors. If you want me to continue this story please post and say so.

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