Inflamed Dames and Impassioned Prison Sluts!
Strange and curious lust and love found in today's women's prison system! Dykes supreme, lesbian passion, inflamed labias! More
My name's Gretchen. Why I am in prison -- well, it was a mistake, although I suppose everyone says that. You see, I 'm a writer. Well, more like a journalist. I was writing about women's issues, especially poor women, women who walk the streets, and so forth. I got sort of out of my depth. I found out a lot of the women in my neighborhood were being pimped by a cop. Yeah, a cop. He had been roughing up some of his girls too, and there was nothing they could do. So some of the girls and I confronted him. We didn't have any real weapons, just some sticks and lead pipes and only planned to scare him a little, you know? You see, I don't kill…well, didn't kill. Just wanted to maybe break a kneecap or something to get him to back off. But things got out of hand.
And so here I am, twenty-five to life in a women's prison, and let me tell you, there are some inflamed dameds and impassionate dykes here, from lipstick to butch, they come in all sizes and flavors, and no kinky perverse act is too out there for these sluts behind bars.