Meet the Crew

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Ami walks into the sewing room. Looking around, she sees most of the women are sitting and sewing already. A handful of them are gathering fabrics and thread. Ami walks over to the fabrics and thread to gather some and then heads off to take a seat as far as possible from most of the other women.

As she starts to set up her machine, she sees Switch walk in the room as well. After gathering her items, Switch walks over and sits next to Ami.

"Looks like boss lady wasn't wrong about you," she says as she starts sewing, "You got a wild side after all."

"I would rather not talk about it," Ami says.

"Girl, people will talk about anything and everything that happens in here. If you think no one saw you do that, you're dead wrong. It didn't matter how much steam was in there, someone, somehow, saw."

"Look, I get that but I just don't feel comfortable about it right now," she says.

"Quit being a pussy about it," Switch says, "It really isn't that bad. You got to fuck a bitch you wanted to fuck and ain't no one going to mess with you."

"You sure about that?" Ami says, looking over to Switch.

"Am I sure? The hell are you talking about, girl? Yes I'm sure! Nobody fucks with Burning Rose," she says.

"Yes, ma'am," Ami says, returning to her work.

Although she had spoke with Switch, she still was not sure how to feel about it. She forced someone to have sex with her and in her mind, that was unforgivable.

When lunch time comes around, the guards escort the inmates to the cafeteria. After getting her food, Ami walked over to find a spot as far from others as possible. Unfortunately, Alison found her way to the same table. Shortly after, Switch sat next to Alison and several other beautiful women sat at the same table. Each of them, bore the same burning rose tattoo on the outside of their wrist.

"Afternoon, Ami," Alison says.

"Afternoon," she says, looking around at the different women. Even though they do not seem particularly violent or scary, they still manage to intimidate her just by sitting there.

"I heard you finished up that task pretty quickly," Alison says.

"Yeah," Ami says, looking down at her tray of food. She was not sure how to feel.

"Don't worry, all of us have been in the same position you have. We've thought about what we were doing, if it was right or wrong, if it made us a horrible person," she says.

"Trust me, worse stuff happens in here," Switch says.

"That doesn't change what I've done though," Ami says.

"It doesn't, but in here, you gotta do what you gotta do to survive," Switch says.

"Enough with that. We don't have all day," Alison says, "I brought everyone here so you can meet them all."

Ami looks at the bunch of women again, still as beautiful as the first time she saw them. They were not all one ethnicity, nor did any of them have any particular features about them that stood out to distinctively separate them from other women.

"Of course, you already know me," Switch says, "Boss lady's right hand."

"Name's Tango," a tall, pale woman with short brown hair says.

"I'm Happy, pleased to meet you," a roughly average height girl with tanned skin and long, braided black hair says. She stands and extends her hand, to which Ami takes a hold of and shakes it.

"I'm Janet," an average height pale skin girl says with shoulder length blonde hair. She keeps her arms crossed.

"Scorpion," a very dark skin woman who towers above everyone with a shaved head says. She has many scars all over her body, from cuts to stab wounds. Despite this, she stands proud, as though they are all trophies adorning her skin.

"I'm Sofia," a Hispanic woman slightly taller than average height says. She has beautiful wavy black hair reaching to her upper back.

"That's all of us," Alison says, "Even though there are only a few of us, we run this place. Everyone knows not to mess with Burning Rose and we make sure they know. Now, why don't we all finish lunch. We don't get enough to eat as is."

Saying this, everyone starts eating. Ami, still trying to wrap her head around everything, begins eating as well.

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