Write A Prisoner

6

December 8th, 2019
3 pm

I've been thinking of sending Randal a message the whole morning but he told me he would call so I don't want to be intrusive.

Jermaine and I spent yesterday night talking. I sometimes completely forget his current situation so he's outgoing and funny. JPay has literally become my favorite app.

As I'm laughing at some videos on Twitter, my phone indicates a call from Randal. A large smile appears on my face as I take the call.

This is a prepaid debit call from Randal Corey, an inmate at the * Department of Corrections. To accept this call press 0. To refuse this call hang up or press 1. To prevent calls from this facility, press 9.

"Hello ?"

"Happy birthday Randy !"

"Thank you." I could hear him smile. "How are you today ?"

"Super fine despite the weather. What about you ?"

"I'm good too. Does it snow over there ?"

"Sadly, no. It just rains."

"I mean that's a normal day in England right ?" He chuckled. "Oh but I forgot. You're in Paris. Same problem I guess."

"Hmm I see you're trying to mock my people and I won't let you do that."

He just laughed.

"Mad Wendy is still a cute Wendy."

"Can you-" I bit my lips, "Just-"

"Why are you stuttering baby girl ?" His voice softened. "Is this my effect on you ?"

I just briefly close my eyes as I smile like an idiot. I don't know how many females he's in contact with but I'm sure many of them blush as much as I do now.

"Wendy ? I'm just playing you know ?"

"I know and that's why I kind of hate you right now."

"My apologies baby girl." He chuckled. "Can I ask you something ?"

"Yeah sure."

"I saw you have a nose piercing on your picture. Do you have any others ? I'm just curious."

"Yes I have both my nipples pierced."

He paused for a second.

"Damn. That's probably the sexiest thing I've ever heard. But like I-"

"Why are you stuttering pretty boy ?" I repeated to mock him.

"Well I won't lie I'm worked up now. Can I ask you another question ?"

"Yes I'm a virgin. That's your question right ?"

"Hmm. You give me nasty thoughts."

"Which I don't want to hear."

"Alright then I'll keep them to myself. What if something happens between us ?" He continued.

"What happens happens."

"Damn. You're something else I swear." His voice was now deeper. "But anyway do you have tattoos ?"

"Not yet ! I do want some but I don't know what to get. I've seen your neck tattoo though. Did it hurt ?"

"A bit but you know I'm a grown ass man."

"Hmm well why isn't my name tattooed on your face ?"

"Careful bout what you wish for, Wendy. I think I'll get your name somewhere anyway."