Tag Archives: cellmate

Mail Call

People only write when they have good news, so it seems. A friend has received a promotion at work. A college boyfriend, now living overseas, is marrying a Frenchman and has found an investor for a new business venture. And … Continue reading

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If I Had A Heart

Rod didn’t know his son wasn’t speaking to him until the postcard came in the mail. On the front was a picture of a child’s hand print and on the back was written the title of a song by Fever … Continue reading

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Cotton Swabs

Rod keeps a plastic soap dish filled with cotton swabs in his locker. I offered to refill it for him from a box of swabs I bought at commissary, but he insisted on doing it himself. “I like my Q-tips … Continue reading

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Lockdown

I read in Gretchen Ruben’s The Happiness Project that people who live together eventually turn into each other. That is, they tend to adopt each other’s habits and behaviors. Over time, they may even begin to resemble each other physically. … Continue reading

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Bug

The hardest part about getting a new celly (Steve reminded me that unless there is actual mating going on, the correct term is celly and not cellmate) is adjusting to a new bowel movement schedule. Bubba crapped once a day, … Continue reading

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No Self-Control

After he suggested we fool around, and after on a brief hesitation on my part, I climbed down from my bunk and straddled him, our faces inches apart. I could see by the orange light that seeped through our barred … Continue reading

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Pillow Talk

–What book are you reading up there? –Stephen King. Third book in his Dark Tower series. –So this guy asked me today if letting a guy suck your dick makes you gay. –And what did you tell him? –I told … Continue reading

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