The Job 5

Part 33: We Built This City

"Did I pick the wrong choice?" Was all Milo could repeatedly think as he was led into the prison by a couple of guards.

The trial had been extremely quick, so much so that there might as well of not been one. Obviously there was the main crime of conducting a large scale illegal operation that Milo pretty much confessed to doing but then when agent Waldron and the opposing lawyer started adding other things on that they thought Milo could have also done, that's when him going to prison basically became a done deal. There was no chance of anyone thinking he was just some misguided kid that accidentally got caught up in something out of his control ever again. Milo's sentence was long and he was already forcing himself to come to terms with the fact that he was probably never going to see the outside world again unless a miracle took place. The only good thing about being such a high profile case was that the intake procedure didn't take hours and there was still an investigation taking place so proof could still be found for these other crimes. This in turn meant Milo was placed in a part of the prison that wasn't as crowded as the others and there was no chance of him getting beaten to death or shanked by another inmate in the night. So as Milo held up that little white board thing whilst his pictures were being taken, he just had to imagine this was some sort of wild holiday he was going on and the prison was the hotel.

After that was finished, Milo was giving some inmate uniforms that it was up to him to keep clean otherwise he'd have to walk around naked. He was led into a side room and undress, shouting for the guard to come in once done so they could make sure he was bringing anything in shoved up somewhere. Milo sighed when he heard the door close behind him and just thought there was no point in trying to delay this any further. It was going to happen whether he liked it or not so he might as power through it. Milo removed his jacket and then pulled his shirt over his head, instantly getting war flashbacks to high school PE when everyone else was bigger and stronger than him. If Milo didn't have his incredibly strong mind then he wouldn't have anything to keep him together. Popping open the button on his trouser and pulling down the zip, Milo pushed them and his boxers down his legs and then stepped out of them. He slid all his clothes to one side and then shouted for the guard, attempting to somewhat cover his crotch. The guard walked in and told Milo to stand in the middle of the room, demonstrating for him to also raise his arms and slightly spread his legs. Milo was find this a little humiliating but he refused to get embarrassed, it was obvious this was going to have to happen. Milo did as he was told and then took a deep breath, the guard quickly telling him he'd have to actually breathe normally whilst he conducted the search because Milo could be holding his breathe to make sure nothing falls out of somewhere. Milo rolled his eyes and started breathing again, a shiver running up his spine when the guard began touching his bare body. The guard started with checking between the fingers and toes, in the hair and in the armpits. The next places he was about to search was the ones Milo assumed every dreaded unless you were a pervert. The guard crouched down in front of Milo and then proceeded to lift Milo's penis and testicles to make sure there was nothing either in between them or behind them, moving them around and slightly pulling back the foreskin as later on Milo would find out people have actually hidden things in there before. The last place the guard had to check was in Milo's anal cavity, walking around and then crouching down again. Milo squatted and leaned forwards a little, letting out a couple coughs when the guard told him to. Obviously nothing came out which meant Milo was allowed to get dressed again. Well, he was allowed to get dressed into his prison uniform, not the clothes he came in with. They were taken away and put somewhere never to see the light of day again.

"You can't wear those" said the guard suddenly, nodding towards the black boxers Milo was holding. The guard had to stay in the room whilst Milo got redressed just in case something did manage to slip past the full body check.