## ANGEL'S HEART

## By Mavis Applewater

January 2003

Disclaimers: This story and its characters are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced, posted or sold without the author's permission. So there! If for any reason, real or imagined you are uncomfortable or do not wish to read a story containing graphic descriptions, of two consenting adult women in sexual situation then do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view this material then do me a favor and come back when it is no longer a crime for you to view my work. Just how many licks does it take to reach the center of a Tootsie Pop?

A very special thank you goes out to Brunnhilda the wonder blonde for editing this one. She's going to get me for that one.

As always this is for Heather.

"Fresh meat," Angelica heard Steger growling from down the walkway. The tall brunette simply sneered at the stocky woman who was hanging over the railing to catch a glimpse of the new arrivals. Angelica shook her head in disgust as she watched the parade of newbies entering.

"Things just don't ever change here, do they Mom?" Angelica asked the elderly, dark skinned woman standing beside her. Justine Hooper wasn't her mother, but life on the inside was what you made it. You find your family where you can. The bonds formed on the inside were stronger than the blood ties you had on the outside. In many ways Justine, who had slit her husband's throat some forty years ago, was more of a parent to the thief than the woman who had raised her.

"No, my Angel, they don't change," Mom grimly answered her. "There are them that take and them that get took and the rest of us just trying to survive."

Angelica took Mom's words to heart as she caught a glimpse of a small redhead who looked more like a child than a woman. There was a vacant look in the woman's green eyes that sent a rush of sadness through Angelica. The brunette glanced over to Steger, who was practically drooling over the sight of the small helpless girl. Angelica had long ago decided that she hated Steger. The overbearing bully was nothing more than a predator and Angelica had no tolerance for her kind. She silently vowed to keep a watchful eye over the new arrival. Steger was at least bright enough to know it was unwise to cross Angelica or anyone that she considered to be her family. She would still run her mouth off but she was smart enough to know that it would be detrimental to her health to challenge the tall brunette.

That was the way life worked at Seaside Correctional Institute for Women. The name always amused Angelica, who was doing an extended stretch of time since she was what the system called, a three-time loser. One of the reasons the name amused the tall brunette was that it almost sounded like a resort. With all of the bars and guards and the fact that the nearest body of water was a good thirty miles away, there was nothing about the prison that was a vacation.

Angelica did keep a watchful eye over the small redhead during the first few weeks of the girl's incarceration. She hadn't approached the girl, fearing that the youngster or others might assume that Angelica was claiming her. She had discovered a few things about the redhead during that time: first, that despite her appearance she was in her late twenties; her name was Luann Rivers; she was in for murder, which surprised Angelica; and the most important thing was that she didn't speak.

Luann seemed to be in good physical condition and more than capable of defending herself. Connie, who was a part of Angelica's little family, had informed the brunette that the woman had already been pushed around and never once lifted a finger to protect herself. Connie also found out that no one had claimed the new girl yet. Everyone had a role to play on the inside; sadly, becoming someone's bitch was the eventual role for someone who was helpless. Fortunately for the weaker few, there were women like Connie and Angelica around who would protect them when they could.

Still, you couldn't be there for someone twenty-four hours a day and someday Luann was going to be preyed upon. Angelica was trading in favors to get the younger woman assigned to the library where she worked. "I don't get it, Nana," Angelica commented to Carol Tompkins, who was pushing seventy and would never see the outside world again. The older woman was the sage of her little family. "If she is in for a violent murder, then why did they throw her down here with us?"

"Your Mom and I are here for murder and they put us in general population," Nana explained. "Of course, when my sorry ass was first thrown in here they didn't separate us like they do now. Maybe the rumors are wrong."

"I need to bring her into the family before she gets hurt," Angelica stressed. "Right now she's in a cell by herself, but that won't last." Angelica didn't understand why she was so worried about the younger woman she hadn't even spoken to yet. Her little family was safe and no one messed with them. There was Nana, Mom, Connie, Becky and herself. Angelica stood out because of her height and because she was the only one in their little family that wasn't a woman of color. She had been adopted into the family after she and Becky had a short-lived affair. It turned out that Connie, who was like a sister to Angelica, was the one to win Becky's heart. Angelica never held a grudge. One look at the two women together and she knew they belonged to one another.

"We are working on it," Nana tried to reassure her. "Why are you so worried about this one?"

"Don't know," Angelica confessed with a shrug. For some reason, the vacant look in Luann's eyes haunted the tall brunette.

"Trouble," Becky said as she ran into the library.

"What is it?" Angelica demanded.

"Steger has got that newbie you are so fond of, pinned down in the laundry room," Becky frantically informed her.

Angelica was heading down the barren corridors of the prison before Becky could tell her anything else. She stormed into the laundry room to find Steger's cronies laughing as they watched the beast straddling Luann, who was lying on the concrete floor. The large woman's hands were filled with Luann's hair as she yanked on it. She was about to start pounding the smaller woman's head against the hard floor when Luann said the first words any of them had ever heard her utter. "I just want to die," she said in a voice that was devoid of all emotion, like her lifeless eyes.

"Oh you will little girl," Steger reassured her with a hiss, "but not until I have my fun."

Angelica flew across the room as Steger began to undo the redhead's jeans. The tall brunette landed a solid kick into Steger's rib cage that sent her flying across the room. The brunette sneered, knowing that Steger's would-be friends wouldn't lift a finger to assist their leader, as Angelica continued her assault. Steger was pleading for mercy as Angelica wailed on her. The brunette only ceased her attack when she heard the rapid slamming of boots rushing down the hallway.

She knew it meant the guards were on their way. She rushed over to Luann who was still lying helplessly on the floor. She cradled the smaller woman in her arms as she adjusted her jeans. Angelica noticed that Steger's cronies were gone. The only women left were the crew assigned to the laundry room and Steger who was whimpering like a baby in the corner. "What happened?" Merriman, a large butch guard, asked in a weary tone.

"What, her?" Angelica asked in calm tone as she looked over at Steger. "She fell."

"Of course she did," Merriman groaned.

"She did; I saw the whole thing," Lydia, one of the other inmates, volunteered.

"What about Rivers?" Merriman questioned Angelica about the woman she was cradling in her arms.

"Fainted. I think it's from the fumes," Angelica responded, then slowly smiled. "You know the library would be a much better place for her."

"Uh huh," Merriman yawned. "What are you doing here? Is she yours?"

Angelica panicked at the question. If she said no then Luann would become easy prey for every deviant in the general population. If she said yes, then she would have to act and treat Luann as if she was her property. Luann snuggled against her. The feel of the smaller woman trembling in her arms forced Angelica to make her choice. "Yes," she stated boldly.

"Okay," Merriman responded with suspicion. Angelica had never taken a bitch before and this would definitely cause problems, but Luann would be safe. "Get her to the infirmary," Merriman instructed the other guards to take Steger away before leaning over and whispering in Angelica's ear, "you know they were about to move her into D block."

"Hollister runs D block," Angelica protested. Suddenly she was terrified that Luann would be dead before the week was out.

"I'll see what I can do," Merriman offered. Angelica simply nodded her head. She knew she couldn't thank the guard. There was a code of conduct and owing a guard wasn't something you did.

Merriman understood and walked away after she told Angelica that Luann should get away from the fumes. Not knowing what else to do, Angelica helped the smaller woman to her feet and led her to the library. Later, Angelica watched as Nana and Mom paced in the library. "What in the world were you thinking?" Nana barked at Angelica.

"Nana, what was she supposed to do?" Mom defended the brunette. "If she said no, then you might as well hang a sign on this poor little thing saying open for business. Like she was an all-you-can-eat buffet."

Angelica looked over at Luann, who was silently sitting at one of the tables watching the two older women. "What am I going to do with you?" Angelica whispered. Luann turned and gave her a helpless gaze.

"What do you think you are going to do with her?" Nana scolded her. "She's your bitch now. And you better act like it's the truth in front of everyone or someone is going to try and take her from you."

"Do you understand what they are saying?" Angelica carefully asked the smaller woman. Luann simply nodded her head that she understood. "You know what I am going to have to do?" Luann nodded once again, her eyes seemingly reassuring the brunette that she understood.

Before they could continue, Merriman walked into the library, and escorted Luann away. Angelica didn't see the younger woman in the dining hall later that day, and began to fear the worse. Her fears were confirmed when she walked into the rec room and found Luann backed into a corner by Steger who had the smaller woman pinned to the wall. Angelica rushed across the room as everyone watched to see what was going to happen. Angelica yanked Steger's bulky form away from Luann and shoved her harshly. "You're not touching my property are you?" she hissed.

"She isn't yours," Steger laughed. "You just said that, which means she is fair game. I'm taking her."

Angelica knew that her honor and Luann's safety were on the line, so she did the only thing she could and punched Steger right in her fat, ugly face. The bully squealed as she fell back. Then Angelica roughly grabbed Luann by the neck and fiercely claimed her lips, letting everyone in the room know that the small redhead belonged to her. What Angelica hadn't expected was for Luann to kiss her back. It was the strangest feeling as Angelica found herself deepening the kiss. She fought to control the sudden rush of desire that was filling her. She reminded herself that it was all part of the show, the game that was played here on the inside. Still, she plunged her tongue into the smaller woman's mouth and allowed herself to enjoy the feel of Luann's lips moving against her own.

Angelica swayed slightly as she released the smaller woman from her grasp. She was about to challenge the beady-eyed bully as she felt Luann's small hands gliding down the front of her body. Then the small redhead dropped to her knees in front of her. Angelica told herself that they were just playing along, while Luann unbuttoned her jeans. Angelica's eyes misted over with desire as the redhead lowered the zipper and yanked her jeans down to her hips. The brunette rested one hand on Luann's shoulder, while the redhead lowered her panties just below her dark curls. She rested her free hand on the back of Luann's head and guided the redhead to her aching center.

Angelica hoped that Luann would just nuzzle her wetness until it was safe for her to stand up again. She didn't want the girl to know how much her actions were exciting her. She didn't want to take advantage of Luann, no matter how much her body was screaming for her to do so. Angelica's body trembled as she felt Luann's tongue gliding along her slick folds. Angelica's thighs parted despite her best efforts to keep them from doing so. "That's it, baby," Angelica heard herself saying, knowing that there was a room full of women watching Luann giving her the best tongue-lashing she had experienced in a very long time.

Angelica leaned back against the wall as she pressed Luann closer to her. There was something about the way the smaller woman was slowly exploring her nether lips that drove Angelica insane with desire. She moaned when she felt Luann's tongue running along her sex. She could have sworn that she heard the redhead moan before she began to suckle Angelica's swollen clit.

The brunette knew that she should be playing the role of the butch and demand that Luann take her harder. Instead, she allowed the redhead to go at her own pace. Out of the corner of her eye she caught Steger's sneer. "Lick me!" Angelica demanded as she pressed Luann deeper into her wetness. She hoped that after the performance was over Luann would forgive her.

"Guards!" someone shouted.

Seeing a chance to end the charade, Angelica jerked away from Luann's eager mouth. She pulled the girl to her feet before pulling her pants back up. The crowd quickly moved away from the scene. Angelica blew out a sigh of relief as Luann snuggled up against her. "I see you are getting acquainted with your new cell mate," Merriman teased her.

"Cell mate?" Angelica asked in confusion, then suddenly realized where Luann had disappeared to, "Oh yeah," she boasted loudly.

"Uh huh," Merriman snorted, not fully believing the scene. "Just are careful, Walters, she killed the last woman she had a crush on," the large woman cautioned her as she flashed her a smirk that revealed the wide gap between her front teeth. "Isn't that right Sweet Pea? You stabbed that rich girl so many times her mommy almost couldn't identify the body."

Angelica could feel Luann stiffening. She held her tighter and kissed the top of her head. "Not to worry. I'll give her everything she needs," Angelica asserted with a false sense of bravado as she squeezed one of Luann's breasts.

"I guess we will find out in the morning," Merriman taunted the brunette. "Speaking of which, it's almost time for lock down, ladies."

There were the usual grunts, groans and all out complaining as the room slowly began to clear. Angelica lingered for a moment. She placed two fingers under Luann's chin and raised her face. She looked deeply into the younger woman's eyes. They seemed to possess a small glimmer in them that had been absent before. "You didn't kill that rich girl, did you?" Angelica said with a certainty she couldn't explain.

"No," Luann said softly while her facial features remained as blank as ever.

"Didn't think so," Angelica grunted then led Luann out of the room. "Come on, let me take you home."

Once they were in the small cell they would be sharing, Angelica suddenly felt shy and nervous. "So, you like your name, Luann?" she asked, not knowing what else to say to the overly quiet woman. The smaller woman simply rolled her eyes in disgust. "I'll take that as a no," Angelica chuckled, "do you want to know my name?"

"Angel," the woman said softly. She stood in front of Angelica, and seemed to be waiting for her tell her what to do.

"Mom and Nana call me that," Angelica explained, "everyone else just calls my Walters or Walt. You're a part of the family now. Anything you want to know?"

Angelica felt a surge of frustration as Luann just shrugged. "Not much for chit chat are you?" Angelica quipped as she guided Luann to the lower bunk. "You know once the lights go out, we're going to have to put on another show. You are going to have say something." Luann nodded in understanding. "I don't get you," Angelica confessed. "You don't seem to have a problem with putting your head between my thighs, but you don't want to know what I'm in for?"

"Trust you," Luann whispered with a heart wrenching sincerity.

"Why?" Angelica blurted out. She cursed herself as she saw Luann flinch. "You don't know anything about me. I could be an ax murderer." Luann just rolled her eyes in amusement. "All right, smart ass, so I'm not a murderer. I like to steal things, big expensive things." Luann grinned at her flustered state. "I'm guessing by the way you handled yourself in the rec room that you've done time before?"

"Juvie," Luann sadly confessed.

"Should I ask what you were in for?" Angelica hesitantly inquired.

"Murder," Luann whispered with shame.

"Seems to be a trend with you," Angelica responded with a heavy sigh. "I'm guessing that one you did."

"Stepfather," Luann choked out, "I pushed him down some stairs. He was . . ."

"You don't have tell me," Angelica cut her off as the buzzer sounded, announcing that the doors to the tiny cell would be closing. "I can figure it out. I'm guessing you stopped talking long before he took that tumble down the staircase." Luann simply nodded in response. "Yeah, I had a feeling. I'm probably one of the few gals in here, that that didn't happen to. Are you going to be okay with making a little noise tonight so everyone down in C block will think I'm a big stud muffin?"

"Anything," Luann promised. She pressed one of Angelica's hands against her firm round breast.

Angelica was tempted to take whatever the girl offered her. Yet as lights out was announced and they were plunged into darkness she removed her hand from the inviting breast. When you enter prison you are issued a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, a tank top, underwear and an ugly nightgown. Angelica informed Luann all she needed for the night was her underwear. They stripped down to their panties and climbed under the flimsy blanket on the narrow cot they would be sharing.

Angelica was well aware that there were those who wanted to know if Luann really belonged to her, and were watching them in the darkness. Then again, there were others just eager to see a good show. Luann was clutching the pillow, her breasts revealed to anyone who could see across the catwalk as Angelica pretended to ride against the smaller woman's backside. Luann screamed like a banshee all night long as they rocked wildly against one another. Angelica fought against the way her body was reacting to the feel of Luann rubbing against her for hours.

Angelica was sweaty and frustrated by the time they finished the performance. She curled up in the tiny bunk next to Luann. She closed her eyes, eager to catch just a little sleep before they were forced out of their cell in a few short hours. Her eyes flew open when she felt Luann's tongue flicker across her nipple. Just as she was just about to question the younger woman, she felt her nipple being captured in the warmth of Luann's mouth. She moaned deeply as Luann suckled her nipple eagerly and her small hands drifted down the front of Angelica's body. Her thighs parted as she felt inquisitive fingers dipping below the waistband of her panties. "Luann," Angelica panted and then captured the smaller woman's wrist before she could explore the brunette's desire.

"Don't you want to?" Luann whispered in confusion.

Angelica almost laughed at the question. "Of course I want to," the brunette conceded as she pulled Luann's hand from her body. She wrapped the smaller woman up in her arms. "What I don't want is for you to touch me because you think I own you or because you feel that you owe me." Luann nodded in the darkness and snuggled up against Angelica's warm, inviting body. The brunette released a heavy sigh as she felt the smaller woman's breasts brushing against her skin.

She pulled the thin blanket around their bodies as they snuggled, wearing nothing but the ugly cotton panties they had been issued when they entered the facility. Angelica sighed deeply and relaxed into the feel of Luann's body pressed against her own. Her eyes drifted shut as she felt the exhaustion washing over her. "Angel?" Luann's timid voice inquired.

"Hmm?" the brunette responded while she kept her eyes shut, in hope that sleep would be coming soon.

"What did you steal?" Luann quietly asked. "To get sent here, what did you steal?"

"This time it was a house," Angelica glibly confessed.

She felt Luann's body shifting. Angelica blinked open her eyes and found Luann staring down at her with disbelief. "Mobile home," Angelica smirked as Luann rolled her eyes. "I just couldn't resist. Now it is time to sleep," she instructed the redhead as she tapped her button nose playfully. Once again Luann snuggled up in her embrace.

As time progressed, they each fell into the proper roles in public. Angelica stroked and grabbed Luann's anatomy whenever anyone was watching. Luann played along without questioning Angelica's actions. The performances bordered on the obscene as they came very close to actually having sex on more than one occasion. The nightly performances were the hardest on them both. Angelica would wildly ride against Luann's delicious backside while the redhead screamed as if it were the Second Coming. She could feel the younger woman's arousal seeping through her underwear.

It was becoming increasingly difficult for Angelica to keep her passion in check and not just take the girl. Luann did nothing to discourage her. But one look in those childlike eyes was all it took for Angelica to reign in her lustful desires. "What's that you doing?" Mom asked her as Angelica's fingers flew across the keyboard of the computer. It was one of the advantages of working in the library: she had access to the Internet whenever no one was looking. Thanks to some careful tutoring by a couple of former hackers, the brunette was becoming an expert at navigating the super highway without getting caught. She often wished that she had learned these skills on the outside. It was a lot easier then hot-wiring a car.

"Just looking into some things," Angelica muttered as she continued to scan through the files she had broken into.

"That wouldn't be little Lulu's file now would it?" Mom questioned her. "You could just ask her, you know."

"She isn't the best conversationalist," Angelica explained, smiling at the nickname Mom had given the little redhead the day she joined their family. "There is just something about her case that doesn't make sense."

"Such as?" Mom snorted.

Angelica sighed heavily. She understood Mom's hesitation in believing in Luann's innocence. Everyone in there claimed that they had been set up, yet all of them were guilty of what they were in there for and in many cases a whole lot more. "It doesn't make sense," Angelica tried to explain, "does she strike you as a cold blooded killer?"

"Do I?" Mom pointed out to the frustrated brunette.

"No," Angelica laughed, "but when you slit your husband's throat, it was in a jealous rage when you were high as a kite."

"Steal my drugs and money then mess around behind my back," Mom muttered as the anger from so long ago resurfaced.

"Now see, that makes sense," Angelica offered, trying to placate Mom. "According to the police, Luann killed this woman because she spurned her advances. Sara Leighton Cabot was involved in Social Services and an outreach program. She helped Luann get back on her feet after she got out of Juvie. They were acquaintances for years. All of a, sudden Luann hits on her and then stabs her to death. Now does that sound like Luann to you?"

"No," Mom agreed. The older woman seemed to mull over the possibility. "But how folks is on the inside and how they is on the outside are two different things. And she had killed before."

"All true," Angelica agreed. "Look at me. In here, I'm a model citizen, get me on the outside and I can't pass an armored car without thinking about the best way to hijack it. And as for Luann's previous crime, take a look at this."

Angelica pulled out the file she had kept carefully hidden from prying eyes. "Do I want to know how you got this?" Mom asked with concern as she adjusted her bifocals and looked over the file.

"No," Angelica said, "just tell me what you think."

Angelica held her breath, watching to see if anyone was going to take an interest in what they were talking about. She had the computer ready to switch over to the Betty Crocker Home Page. "Well, I may not be as bright as you, but it isn't hard to figure this out. At least one of the cops at the scene didn't want to lock Luann up. And since the dead man's pants are down around his ankles in this photo, I can understand why," Mom finally uttered in a bitter tone. "Poor child."

"Yeah, since her stepfather was a cop, it was covered up and she was shipped off to the nearest hell hole," Angelica hissed. "Okay now listen to this. The night of the Cabot murder, Luann worked her regular shift as a stocking clerk at the local supermarket. She would have probably gotten home around three in the morning. The cops are on the scene by three seventeen and arrest her. No one sees or hears anything, but someone called the cops. Luann is interviewed by the cops for over six hours and doesn't say a word. Her public defender shows up, meets with her for all of two minutes, she's arraigned in record time and he enters a guilty plea for her."

"Now hold on," Mom cautioned her, "she would have had to say what she did and why before they sentenced her."

That part had been troubling Angelica and she knew that she had to talk to Luann about it. But getting the girl to speak was like trying to get money from a Republican. "There's more," Angelica continued in a hushed tone. "The public defender left the P.D's office a week later and went to work for Simpson, Jargons, Holmes & Holmes, a big law firm in the city."

"So?" Mom shrugged. "He finally decided he had had enough of the cesspool and went for the big bucks."

"Probably," Angelica agreed, "but the second Holmes on the letter head is the Judge who sentenced Luann. Although he isn't active in the firm, since he's a judge now, I still find that very odd. Plus the same firm handles the estate of the victim's late father and still represents her mother."

"Holy shit," Mom cursed under her breath. "You found all this out on that little box?" she said in amazement as she pointed towards the monitor.

"Yeah," Angelica boldly informed her. "Someone's coming," she whispered as she switched the screen over. "See, I told you there was no nutmeg in that recipe." Angelica announced, and pointed to the screen as a curious guard passed by.

As soon as the female corrections officer passed by, Angelica went to close the screen. "Wait, I want that recipe," Mom protested. "Baker owes me a favor and I haven't had a decent loaf of banana bread since I got locked up."

"Fine," Angelica agreed as she printed out the recipe. "I need to back track and wipe out the history so what I've been doing can't be traced."

"You know, I will never understand how a smart girl like you ended up here," Mom said in a scolding tone.

"I just can't resist temptation," Angelica confessed, then went about eliminating all traces of her illegal activities.

"I think you just like the challenge," Mom noted dryly. "If you put that bright mind of yours to work on something good, you could have a shot at a real life."

"Mom," Angelica groaned.

"Listen to me," the older woman cautioned her, "try it. Look what you're doing for Luann. And that is with you being locked up. Imagine what you could do on the outside."

"Right," Angelica scoffed.

"I'm serious," Mom growled. "I know what I'm talking about. Didn't you get your GED in here? And didn't you finish college in here? Don't end up like the rest of us losers. I had my whole life in front of me and I threw it away on drugs and worthless men."

Angelica did allow the words to sink despite the uncaring shrug she offered in response. Right now, she was concerned about Luann. The girl didn't belong in prison and if it was the last thing she did, she was going to get the girl out even if it meant that she would never see her again.

Later in the dinning hall, Luann curled up next to her, acting like the perfect little slave as she nestled against Angelica while the family shared their meal at their usual table. Then she escorted the smaller woman to the rec room, looking forward to nothing more than enjoying a game of chess with her cell mate. Luann was proving to be one of the few worthy opponents Angelica had encountered since being locked up.

As they passed the sneers of Steger and her gang of misfits playing Ping-Pong, Angelica made a point of slipping her hand between Luann's thighs as she guided the smaller woman across the room. "Wait here," Angelica instructed her cell mate, then left the younger woman in the company of Mom and Nana while she tracked down someone she needed to talk to.

Angelica tapped the curly-haired brunette who was watching television with her crew. "Marcel, can I talk to you?" Angelica requested sternly. The brunette sighed deeply, obviously annoyed by the interruption.

"Fine," Marcel agreed, and followed Angelica to the corner of the room, which provided a little privacy. Nearby were the rickety shelves that held a collection of abused board games.

"You were a lawyer right?" Angelica began directly.

"A hundred years ago," Marcel sighed with disinterest.

"Say you go on trial for murder," Angelica began, knowing that Marcel had been hassled by almost every inmate at Seaside for free legal advice.

"Been there, done that," Marcel grumbled.

"Whatever," Angelica snapped. "Say your lawyer and the judge have ties to the victim's family."

"That wouldn't happen," Marcel cut her off.

"Say it did," Angelica pushed.

"Then you would have very strong grounds for an appeal," Marcel supplied in a bored tone.

"How hard would it be?" Angelica pressed, she felt her heart beat begin to race at the idea that just maybe she could get Luann out of there.

"What is going on Walt?" Marcel grumbled.

Angelica leaned in so her next words couldn't be heard. "How would you like it if I owed you a favor?" Angelica offered. She discreetly slipped the files she had hidden beneath her blue cotton shirt to Marcel. "I hear your kid has a birthday coming up. I bet she'd like a nice new shiny bicycle."

A pair of brown eyes looked questioningly up at Angelica. "She likes blue," Marcel responded as she accepted the file. Getting the bicycle wouldn't be hard for Angelica, she had the Internet access and enough fake credit card numbers to pull it off without anyone ever finding out. Marcel's little girl would get a nice present from her mother, and just maybe Luann would be one step closer to freedom. "I'll see what I can do." Angelica simply nodded in agreement. "You better check on your girl. Steger's circling her."

"She must be brain damaged," Angelica groaned, not understanding why Steger insisted on being stupid.

"Probably," Marcel agreed.

Angelica had to smile at the way Luann was standing in front of the large woman in a defiant manner. Little by little, Luann seemed to be regaining a sense of herself. "Yo, Fugly!" Angelica called out to Steger, who was trying to put her hands on Luann's body. "Why is it that every time I turn around you're sniffing after my woman?"

"Hey, she invited me," Steger lied with a cocky sneer. "Maybe she's ready for a real fuck?"

Steger's cronies snickered until Angelica cast an icy glare over at them. The brunette hated this game, but it was all part of life on the inside. The brunette grabbed Luann by her chin and turned her towards her. "Do you want her?" Angelica hissed.

"No," Luann responded in an obedient manner.

Angelica thought she saw a slight sparkle in the redhead's eyes as the tired game began. There was a code to how Angelica had to handle the situation. Simply telling someone to back off wasn't enough. She had to prove that Luann was hers. And she had to be harsh with the smaller woman. No gentle kisses or caresses, and although Luann could taste her, she couldn't do the same. That would be a sign of weakness. She could take the girl but Luann couldn't be inside her. It was the way it was, and although Angelica enjoyed exploring Luann's body, she hated doing in front of a crowd and she missed the intimacy that her body truly craved.

"Who's the best fuck you've ever had?" Angelica demanded, as she roughly fondled the smaller woman's chest while the other's looked on.

"You," Luann confirmed with a deep moan that sent a shiver down the brunette's spine.

"Do you want me to fuck you now?"

Angelica thrust her hand between the redhead's thighs and ground her palm into Luann's center. "Yes," the smaller woman moaned eagerly as she parted her legs, accepting the brunette's touch while Angelica captured her lips in a bruising kiss. Luann's center thrust urgently against the brunette's hand while Angelica's lips feasted harshly up her. She bit Luann's lower lip, drawing a small trickle of blood before she released her hold on the smaller woman. "Stay away from my property," Angelica hissed at Steger who sneered in response.

"Oh, or what?" Steger challenged her.

Angelica's fist shot out, she heard a sickening crunch as she made contact with the ugly woman's face. Steger howled in pain as she fell onto the floor. Angelica felt a small degree of satisfaction that no one made a move to assist the obnoxious woman. Much to Angelica's regret, there was still a group watching her. She knew that she had to prove once again that Luann belonged to her. She felt sick knowing that again she would have to play the part. She shoved Luann back and spun her around.

Luann dutifully began to undo her jeans and lower them down to her thighs as Angelica pressed her up against the wall. Angelica ripped the younger woman's underwear down revealing her firm round backside for all to see. She fondled Luann's soft skin in an effort to delay the rest of her performance, hoping that guards were on their way to investigate the ruckus. Each time they acted out the charade, Angelica grew more and more fearful that she would be unable to stop.

Angelica laced her long fingers through Luann's shoulder length hair and pressed her harder against the concrete wall. "Who do you belong to?" the brunette demanded with a fierce growl, as Luann squirmed against her body.

"You," Luann choked out as she braced her hands against the wall.

Angelica allowed her hands to explore the smaller woman's body. She knew she should grope Luann roughly but a part of her was enjoying the feel of the redhead's body responding to her touch. She could feel her clit beginning to pulsate with desire as she cupped the soft skin of Luann's backside. "I'm going to fuck you," Angelica loudly hissed and felt Luann trembling against her touch. The harshness of her words both disgusted and excited the brunette as she dipped her fingers between Luann's thighs.

Angelica was taken aback by the abundance of wetness that had pooled between the smaller woman's legs. As shouts of encouragement filled her ears, Angelica ran her fingers along Luann's slick folds. "Is this what you want?" Angelica said hotly in the smaller woman's ears.

"Yes," Luann responded in a pleading tone.

Angelica didn't know if Luann's words were truthful or not she was far too busy praying for the guards to arrive and interrupt her before she lost herself in the feel of the redhead's body. Angelica felt a rush as she captured Luann's clit between two of her fingers. She could feel the woman's clit throbbing against her fingers as her own body began to pulsate. "I'm yours," Luann chanted as she clung to the wall while Angelica pinched and teased her clit while pressing her body against Luann's.

They began to sway in a wild rhythm as Angelica felt her body humming with desire. Soon it would be too late for them to stop. Angelica's long neglected need was taking over as she slipped one her hands up under the redhead's shirt while the other continued to tease her clit. Luann's wetness coated her hand. Fueled on by the feel of her cell mate's wetness, the brunette yanked the smaller woman's bra up and began to tease her nipple.

The feel of the smaller woman's nipple hardening from her touch was unbearable, and Angelica's body took over. She pinched and teased the small nipple eagerly while her other hand dipped further between Luann's legs. She was surprised and delighted when Luann's body jerked in response to the feel of Angelica's fingers pressing against the opening of her warm, wet center.

"Don't you two ever get enough?" she heard Merriman bark.

Angelica growled in frustration as she tore her hand away from Luann's body. "Pull your pants up," Angelica barked at the smaller woman who was struggling to breathe as she continued clinging to the wall. Luann nodded, then complied with Angelica's demand.

"What happened?" Merriment asked as she pointed towards Steger who was still sitting on the floor with a dazed look.

"What can I say? She's clumsy," Angelica answered with a shrug.

"Why don't you and your little friend go catch the movie down in the main room?" Merriman instructed her.

Angelica simply smirked as she grabbed Luann's hand and led her out of the room. She sat in the dark with Luann firmly placed on her lap as they watched 'Bambi' for the one-hundredth time. She caressed the smaller woman's body whenever anyone glanced in their direction. The usual loud hoots and hollers filled the room when Bambi's mother bought it. It was silly really, since she knew that most of the women who were cheering on the hunters were only doing it to hide the tears they really wanted to shed.

Normally Angelica would join in, lamely trying to reinforce her tough image. That night, however, Luann's constant squirming against her body was driving her insane. She could feel her jeans rubbing against her swollen clit as Luann rubbed against her. She allowed her hands to tease the smaller woman more than she had ever done before. She knew by the way Luann's passion had filled her hand in the rec room that the redhead needed her as much as she needed Luann.

The tiny pants and moans her cell mate was releasing, further fueled the flames of Angelica's desire. The brunette simply wanted the damn cartoon to finish so she could get back to their cell, knowing that tonight wouldn't be a charade. She clasped Luann's hips when she heard the zipper of the smaller woman's jeans being lowered. Angelica bit back a moan as the musky scent of Luann's desire filled her senses. All the months of caressing and fondling had caught up with them both, and they were helpless to resist.

Angelica knew that there really wasn't a reason to refuse, since she was looking at several more years and Luann would probably spend the rest of her life behind bars. Her sense of honor that had kept her urges at bay vanished as she cupped the smaller woman's breasts. "Touch yourself," Angelica whispered hotly in Luann's ear. The redhead kept her eyes that were darkened with desire, focused on the cartoon while she parted her legs and straddled Angelica's thighs.

Angelica pinched and teased Luann's fully erect nipples while she peered over the redhead's shoulder and watched as she slipped one of her tiny hands down the front of her pants. Angelica watched the movement of Luann's hand while they were slowly grinding against each other. She could feel Luann's breathing becoming labored as the redhead continued to discreetly stroke herself.

"Do you want this?" Angelica whispered in Luann's ear as her old fears resurfaced.

Angelica almost exploded when Luann tilted her head slightly and captured the brunette in a fiery gaze. "Yes," the redhead said with a tremble as she pressed her backside harder into Angelica's aching mound.

"Why?" Angelica soft uttered with surprise as she felt as if she were falling.

"Beautiful," came the soft sincere response that melted the brunette's heart.

Luann may not speak very often, but when she did, the tiny woman certainly made her point. With one word Luann laid claim to a place she already belonged to. She stole Angelica's heart right there and then. Angelica placed a soft kiss on Luann's inviting lips. "Show me," Angelica instructed her lover, hoping that no one had seen the gentle display. Luann's bright smile warmed Angelica's heart. The redhead turned her attention back towards the movie screen and continued her self-exploration while the brunette's fingers continued teasing her nipples.

Angelica watched as her lover's hand moved in a sensual rhythm. They only slowed or ceased their movements when a guard would pass by. When the lights came on both women were trembling with desire. Angelica's legs were shaking as she lifted Luann off of her lap. Angelica could feel her stomach flutter as Luann adjusted her pants and they made their way back up to their cell.

"You cry," Luann said as they enter the cell.

"When?" Angelica responded with surprise.

"Bambi, you usually cry," Luann explained.

Angelica's blue eyes widened in surprise, not only from the observation that she had managed to hide from the entire prison population, but that was probably the longest sentence Luann had offered since they met. "Tonight you didn't," Luann further explained.

"Yeah, well tonight I had something far more interesting to watch," Angelica confessed.

The sly smirk the redhead was sporting drew Angelica in further as she backed the smaller woman up to the dark corner behind the bunk beds. She was relieved when Luann wrapped her arms around her waist. "You do know this isn't why I've been trying to help you?" Angelica softly explained before placing a tender kiss on Luann's soft inviting lips.

"I know," Luann responded in a firm tone. "Beautiful," she added as she caressed Angelica's face.

"You are very beautiful too," Angelica said as she leaned into Luann's touch.

She almost laughed as Luann blushed and her eyes drifted down in embarrassment. "Didn't you know that?" Angelica asked. Luann simply shook her head no. "Were you this quiet on the outside?" This time Luann responded by shaking her head, yes. "I have to ask you something?" Angelica began in a serious tone. Luann simply looked up at her with an innocent smile. "Why did you plead guilty?"

"Didn't," Luann sighed.

"What?"

"Lawyer," Luann tried to explain.

"You never said you did it?" Angelica pressed.

"No," she responded flatly.

It broke Angelica's heart to see the light fading from Luann's eyes. "Never asked," Luann tried to explain, "just why?"

"I think I understand," Angelica sighed as she saw a brief glimmer of light returning to Luann's eyes. "No one asked you if you killed Sara. They only asked you why you did it?"

"Yes," Luann said with sadness. "You were the only one who asked. I told you because you asked."

"My God," Angelica groaned as she thought of Luann being questioned by the police for hours.

"Bed," Luann uttered firmly breaking Angelica from her thoughts.

"Huh?" Angelica blurted out with surprise at the lustful tone the younger woman had just used.

The brunette almost laughed at the exasperated sigh the smaller woman released. Luann's face scrunched up, as she seemed to be trying to figure out how to tell Angelica what she wanted. "Want you," she finally offered in a breathy tone. Angelica answered Luann by kissing her. The kiss quickly ignited as their tongues began exploring. The cell door slammed shut, jolting both women from the embrace.

"No pretending," Luann cautioned her as she stepped out of Angelica's arms in front of the bunk beds.

"Never again," Angelica promised as she joined the redhead in the tiny space.

The lights were still on and Angelica was well aware that every pervert on the second floor was watching them. Luann had stripped down to her panties and for the first time Angelica allowed herself to enjoy the show. "Bed," Angelica echoed the redhead's words. The fiery look Luann flashed made the tall brunette weak in the knees. She felt her nipples harden as Luann climbed onto the bottom bunk just as she did most nights and support herself on her hands and knees as she waited for Angelica to join her.

Angelica quickly stripped off her own clothing, including her underwear, and climbed in behind the smaller woman. Luann gasped when Angelica ran her hands along the redhead's firm backside. She lowered Luann's panties and cast them off before she pressed her wet mound against the smaller woman's flesh. Luann moaned as she thrust her hips back, eager to feel Angelica's desire painting her skin. The smaller woman shivered as Angelica's nipples brushed against her back. "Tonight, your screams will be real," Angelica promised with a soft whisper. "Tonight I'm going to do everything I've been pretending to do," she continued as Luann's firm backside rubbed urgently against her clit. "Is that what you want?"

"Yes," Luann hissed as she thrust harder against Angelica.

Angelica slipped her hand between them and ran her long fingers along Luann's slick folds. They had experience months of frustrating foreplay and now Angelica's dreams were about to come true. Luann gripped the iron rails of the bed as her body arched. "I love the feel of your ass," Angelica confessed as she pressed her wetness deeper against her lover while she pressed two fingers against Luann's warm wet center.

"Take me," Luann pleaded as she tried to impale herself on Angelica's fingers.

The soft, demanding tone Luann used was far more exciting to the tall brunette than all of the fake screams she had offered in the past. Angelica teased Luann's opening before filling her. She kissed the nape of her lover's neck as she wiggled her fingers inside of her. She could feel Luann's body trembling against her. Slowly she began to plunge in and out of Luann's wetness while her lover released needy pants and moaned with pleasure. "After the lights go out, I'm going to taste you," Angelica whispered hotly in her lover's ear.

"Yes," Luann responded as her hips began to rock urgently against Angelica's touch.

Luann's movements grew wilder as Angelica slipped another digit deep inside of her. They thrust frantically, willing the lights to go out so they could give themselves freely to each other. It wasn't candlelight and flowers, but it was all they had. "Feels so good," she heard her lover groan as she felt the walls of Luann's center tightening around her fingers. Luann cried out loudly as she exploded against Angelica's touch. They were plunged into darkness as Angelica's fingers went still inside her lover. Luann clasped her wrist tightly as she rode out the last waves of pleasure.

Her lover whimpered as Angelica's touch slipped from her wetness. The brunette reclined onto the bed and shifted until Luann's thighs were pressed against her face. Her lover's desire filled her senses and she clasped her firm round backside and drew her to her. She ran her tongue along Luann's nether lips, savoring the taste of the smaller woman. "Angel, baby," Luann moaned as she held herself upright by still clinging to the iron bed frame. Angelica understood what her lover wanted as she flickered her tongue against her swollen clit.

She drank in more of her lover as Luann ground herself against the brunette's face. Angelica was moaning in pleasure as she suckled her lover's clit into her mouth while she fought against the urge to touch herself. She could feel Luann's body quivering against her as she feasted upon her. "Cum all over me, baby," Angelica whispered before she began to suckle and tease her lover harder. Luann quickly fell over the edge, almost capturing the brunette with her body.

Angelica wrapped her lover up in her arms and kissed her deeply. "So good. So good," Luann began to repeat over and over again as she pressed her thigh between Angelica's legs. The brunette pulled the smaller woman up on top of her as the redhead began to thrust urgently against her.

Angelica was lost in the feel of Luann kissing her way down her body. She draped her long legs over her lover's shoulders as Luann nestled herself between her thighs. Angelica gripped the bed frame as she felt her lover's tongue gliding along her wetness. Luann drank in her passion greedily, while her tiny fingers plunged deep inside of her. Angelica gave herself over to Luann's knowing touch as she climaxed for the first time in years.

They kissed and clung to one another for the rest of the night until it was time to shower. They had often played in the shower in an effort to convince the others that Luann did indeed belong to her. That morning it took on a whole new meaning for the tall brunette who could finally enjoy the feel of Luann's body without guilt. After Luann had washed every inch of the brunette's body she allowed Angelica to press her up against the tiled wall. While others watched she begged the brunette to take her. "Fuck me," the smaller woman pleaded and opened herself up to her lover.

"I love it when you say that," Angelica whispered in her lover's ear while she entered her.

Luann clung to her tightly as she rode against Angelica's touch. The brunette plunged in and out of her lover's wetness while she stroked her clit with her thumb. As the cool water cascaded down their bodies, Luann climaxed against Angelica's touch. The only thing the brunette missed was being able to be tender with her lover. But this was their lot in life; all they could do was go with it and enjoy whatever moments they could steal.

Time passed slowly on the inside and little changed. Steger finally backed off, finally growing weary of Angelica beating her up. Both she and Luann were disappointed that they didn't have to prove anything quite so often. Luann was finally assigned to the library and began to speak a little more with each passing day. Angelica busied herself with Luann and her case. She worked on finding out what happened whenever she could. Then she'd passed along the information to Marcel. The former lawyer never said much but Angelica could tell she was very interested.

Late one afternoon, they were in the library hiding behind a stack of books. Angelica's back was up against the wall while Luann was kneeling in front of her. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of you," Luann confessed as she began to lower the brunette's zipper.

"Sorry to interrupt," someone said as she cleared her throat.

Angelica grumbled when she spotted Marcel watching them. Luann grumbled as well as she stood up. "Is there a reason for this?" Angelica growled.

"Yeah," Marcel said with a smirk, "pull your pants up and meet me at one the tables.

When they finally emerged, they found Marcel sitting at a table with a pile of files in front of her. "Sit," Marcel barked.

"Excuse me?" Angelica asked, defiantly.

"Sorry," Marcel quickly apologized, "please sit."

"So what did you find out?" Angelica demanded once she and Luann had sat down.

Marcel smiled at the two of them holding hands. "You did all the work," Marcel began. "I have to tell you, this is the most amazing case."

"I'm glad we could make you happy," Angelica said sarcastically.

"I'm serious," Marcel explained. "If I were on the outside, I'd be champing at the bit just to work on it. First things first, you don't belong here," she directed towards Luann who simply stared at her with confusion.

"No kidding," Angelica muttered.

"Chill out, I have good news," Marcel said "I finally got someone at my old firm to look at what you found. He is creaming himself over this case. Luann, he is going to take your case pro bono."

"Really?" Luann blurted out.

"Really," Marcel confirmed with a smile. "There were so many judicial errors that if you did this on New Years Eve in Times Square with everyone watching you still shouldn't have been locked up."

"She's getting out?" Angelica said with glee. Then her heart dropped at the thought of Luann leaving her.

"It's just a matter of time," Marcel said. "Let me explain everything. First, Luann never spoke when the police questioned her, thereby never acknowledging that she understood her right to have council present. Secondly, the connection between the victim's family and your lawyer and the judge is enough to get you a new trial. Then we have the fact that Luann never admitted to the crime. It was right in the transcript. The court stenographer was floored and more than eager to turn over her notes. Add to that, the police never found out who called 911 and all of the neighbors swore they never heard anything. Except two of them, who swear that they saw Luann walking home not long before the police arrived. Now here is the biggie, Angelica you came up with two very viable suspects other than Luann. The mother, who hated her daughter's lifestyle, and Gloria, the victim's lover, who suspected that there was more than friendship going on between Luann and the victim."

"There was nothing going on," Luann protested. "Sara was just nice to me."

"Doesn't matter," Marcel explained. "Gloria was jealous, and that could have been a motive. What you don't understand, Luann, is that the time frame doesn't fit and there were other suspects. Even a crappy lawyer could have pleaded your case. Ergo, you had inadequate council, so that alone would get you a new trial. Mark Kemper is the lawyer handling your case; you should be hearing from him soon. Oh, and Walt, he wants to know when you're getting out, he wants to offer you a job."

"Told you that you were smart," Mom chimed in from the desk.

Later when they were alone, Luann looked over to the brunette was torn between sheer joy and misery. "I don't understand how I ended up here," Luann finally said. "I came home from work one day and found my friend dead in my apartment."

"It is really very simple," Angelica tried to explain. "Because of your past record, everyone assumed you did it. They just locked you up while you were still in shock. The only mistake you made was touching the murder weapon."

"I don't know how I'm going to survive without you," Luann said softly.

"You'll be fine," Angelica reassured her, "besides, I won't be in here forever."

"I'll wait for you," Luann vowed.

"Don't," Angelica said with a heavy heart. "You've got your life back, you don't need to waste your time waiting for me."

"You can't stop me," Luann asserted with confidence.

The End

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