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returnjourneynet2022-03-02 10:21 pm
rank1) wrote in returnjourneynet2022-03-02 10:21 pm
#6 backdated to monday the 1st
[The video feed clicks on to an extreme closeup of Travis. He looks happy. It’s that raw, primal kind of happy, teeth bared, and the close-up cuts the usual glare from his sunglasses down to nothing. No matter what else happens, he has this. He talks with a sly glee:]
A new inmate rolled in today. You all better be real nice to her, because she’s a special lady.
[Travis leans forward with the commlink abruptly, setting it down in portrait mode. There’s someone just off-frame as the camera jostles clumsily through the set-up, a sliver of her visible on the edge of his lap, her posture lifeless. Jesus Christ, is this a hostage video? When he sits back, there’s a woman in his lap.]
I’d like you all to meet Sylvia!
[“Sylvia” is in her mid-twenties, and she is so petite that his hand on her ribs engulfs much of her waistline. Her figure is thin like a 90s model, her face is Eurasian, and her hair is styled in the kind of pigtails one rarely sees on adult women outside of porn. She might as well be torn from one, given the way she’s dressed: a completely sheer blouse over a black micro bikini, thigh high stockings and a miniskirt that doesn’t cover her matching panties.
She’s also made entirely of foam.
Thank you, commissary.
Travis’s grin only gets wider. He speaks with something like seriousness, even holding this waifish doll on his lap:]
Now, my wife here isn’t used to slumming it, so you all gotta be patient. When she’s a bitch about it, just give her what she wants and she’ll lay off.
[He leans forward to pick up the comm link again, bringing the camera in close to his face once more. One of Sylvia’s stringy blonde pigtails catches on the frame of his sunglasses. He doesn’t notice. He’s joking:]
Seriously. She’ll get you by the short and curlies if you don’t.
A new inmate rolled in today. You all better be real nice to her, because she’s a special lady.
[Travis leans forward with the commlink abruptly, setting it down in portrait mode. There’s someone just off-frame as the camera jostles clumsily through the set-up, a sliver of her visible on the edge of his lap, her posture lifeless. Jesus Christ, is this a hostage video? When he sits back, there’s a woman in his lap.]
I’d like you all to meet Sylvia!
[“Sylvia” is in her mid-twenties, and she is so petite that his hand on her ribs engulfs much of her waistline. Her figure is thin like a 90s model, her face is Eurasian, and her hair is styled in the kind of pigtails one rarely sees on adult women outside of porn. She might as well be torn from one, given the way she’s dressed: a completely sheer blouse over a black micro bikini, thigh high stockings and a miniskirt that doesn’t cover her matching panties.
She’s also made entirely of foam.
Thank you, commissary.
Travis’s grin only gets wider. He speaks with something like seriousness, even holding this waifish doll on his lap:]
Now, my wife here isn’t used to slumming it, so you all gotta be patient. When she’s a bitch about it, just give her what she wants and she’ll lay off.
[He leans forward to pick up the comm link again, bringing the camera in close to his face once more. One of Sylvia’s stringy blonde pigtails catches on the frame of his sunglasses. He doesn’t notice. He’s joking:]
Seriously. She’ll get you by the short and curlies if you don’t.
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