Crush360
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Looking over his list, the warden glanced to the woman he was to 'interview'. It was called interviewing, but it was basically just looking over her file, watching her from a monitor to see how she acted during the day, in a hostile or calm way. Then he could give his yes or no, if she was rehabilitated or not. He looked at the paper calmly checked yes, and after putting a request through the legal correctional officer and answering some questions, saw an approved stamp on the paper.
The warden was what you would call, muscle headed, at six feet with a tanned skin tone from being outside all the time, several tattoos and a rather heavily built torso, the man looked almost like a prisoner himself. He wore rather casual clothes for a job like this, only because he was a temp was he allowed to get away with it. His heavy boots made a sharp, thumping noise as he walked, and most of the convicts could hear him coming.
He looked at the woman's picture on the paper again and grinned, she had done very well for having done three years in a women's correctional facility. She was in for being involved with some bad male company and some drunken assault. Of course it wasn't her fault, but she had broken the man's jaw and sent him into critical condition for a few days. The warden knew he was going to be sent back to the men's correctional facility soon enough, he was just a replacement for the female warden, who was out. Thats how he was able to pull off being a male warden at a female prison, and it certainly had its perks, at least he had something to look at while watching the prisoners. He could eye them up all he wanted and they couldn't do anything about it.
This specific woman was on his eye for awhile now, quite attractive, he had looked forward to 'interviewing' her. Opening the door to a large holding cell, he yelled out the woman's name.
(Pm if you wish to join as the woman, I think you understand what the 'interview' is going to consist of
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The warden was what you would call, muscle headed, at six feet with a tanned skin tone from being outside all the time, several tattoos and a rather heavily built torso, the man looked almost like a prisoner himself. He wore rather casual clothes for a job like this, only because he was a temp was he allowed to get away with it. His heavy boots made a sharp, thumping noise as he walked, and most of the convicts could hear him coming.
He looked at the woman's picture on the paper again and grinned, she had done very well for having done three years in a women's correctional facility. She was in for being involved with some bad male company and some drunken assault. Of course it wasn't her fault, but she had broken the man's jaw and sent him into critical condition for a few days. The warden knew he was going to be sent back to the men's correctional facility soon enough, he was just a replacement for the female warden, who was out. Thats how he was able to pull off being a male warden at a female prison, and it certainly had its perks, at least he had something to look at while watching the prisoners. He could eye them up all he wanted and they couldn't do anything about it.
This specific woman was on his eye for awhile now, quite attractive, he had looked forward to 'interviewing' her. Opening the door to a large holding cell, he yelled out the woman's name.
(Pm if you wish to join as the woman, I think you understand what the 'interview' is going to consist of