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here.”
    “Five simple words, Rick. Centurion…Black…Card… Kym…Devers.” Damn, a bitch was good . “Indulge me, Rick,” she said.

    CHAPTER 5
    “M r. Douglas, what was your release date?” Kym asked.
    He was talking, Kym thought, and I ain’t listening to a damn word he sayin’ . They were sitting in Kym’s office similar to Rick’s office a mere two years ago. No, Brooks hadn’t promoted her to supervisor as was his promise two years ago, but she’d made Team Leader, which got her a small office in the Administrative wing, away from the regular work floor.
    Kuron Douglas was twenty-three years old, and had just come home from a five ear bid for Aggravated Assault. Kuron was telling her all about his mom, and how she was so excited to have him back home. Hell yeah, she was more than happy to let him stay at her house. His little brother, Kalil, lived there too, but he wasn’t on probation, he was on parole. Kuron’s mom, Kandace, had done a seven and a half year bid at Muncy prison in her thirties.
    “So, Mr. Douglas, when did you get out of jail?” Kym had already asked him that same question a few times before, but couldn’t think of anything else to say or ask, even though it was her job to find out all his personal business before letting him out to wreck havoc on the unsuspecting society.
    “I’m sayin’ though, I been out for like three days now. How many times a week I gotta come to this office?” he said.
    There was much, much more to his story. But again, she didn’t hear it because she was caught up and mesmerized by his lips and light brown eyes. His lips were full and succulent. He had the sexiest damn eyes, and his met hers every few minutes, and she tried not to stare…scout’s honor.
    Kym called herself being professional, despite the image of the two-headed naked beast flashing through her mind at the moment. She slid her left hand into her lap, and shimmied her David Meister belted dress high up on her thighs to finger her clit behind the desk separating them. If I start masturbating right here in the office that wouldn’t be too professional, she thought.
    “So, you’ve been home for three days. Can you verify your home address?” she asked.
    She didn’t hear his answer. Instead, she thought about all she’d read in his file during the last couple of days. Kuron had two younger brothers and four sisters sprinkled into the mix. They all had some sort of criminal background. This she knew because she had read his DOC file long before he got out of prison. She could’ve cared less about his criminal past, whether or not he was violent, had DV on his green sheet, or had fifteen kids smeared across the city. All she wanted was that sweet, prime piece of meat between his legs.
    And she knew he wanted it too. And why wouldn’t he? He was a convict, like all the rest. He had a debt to society…and to Kym too, she felt. Why shouldn’t she get to sample the goods and get hers? What else were they good for? Didn’t they take from society, frighten the God fearing citizens, and drive up the taxes that paid for their three hots and a cot, 365 days a year? Let them start paying their debt with her…square in her Hot Box.
    While Kuron rattled on about his home address and future plans to secure employment with a security company or McDonald’s, Kym continued masturbating, and set up a time to visit his home to set up his electronic monitoring. She’d put that last condition on him herself, in addition to his other probation conditions, so she would know where he was until she had him pussy whipped. No need to have another ‘Pretty Boy Rafa’ on her hands…confessing his love for dusty chicks when she was on her way, smelling like Bath & Body Works.
    Speaking of which; the thought of seeing Pretty Boy’s pretty face this morning as she and three male co-workers and former state troopers swarmed down on him, and twisted him up in handcuffs and shackles. She’d sent them all