How long Seth had been in the cell he wasn't sure, but at the moment he had left his wooden bed and moved to the right of his cell, leaning on the bars as he chatted with Irene.
"How big will you say your ass is?" No reply.
"Will it jiggle if spank it?" No reply.
"How long has it been since I was brought into this cell?"
"One night".
This was how things had been so far, after giving Irene a run down on what had happened to him, Seth had begun asking her a bunch of questions, with most of them going unanswered, while the few sensible ones received replies.
Seth had tried to look beyond the bar and through the darkness to see whether he could catch a glimpse of Irene who was in the next cell.
