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Aaliyah turned the volume down as she noticed Janae heading towards her bunk. "What are you doin' now?" Janae asked, sitting on the empty bed, rubbing her neck. "Stretching. Gotta make sure I'm flexible for sexy time. What can I do for you love?" Aaliyah stood up, pulling off her ear buds and wrapping them around the iPod, tucking it in her bra. "My neck is killing me. Could you give me a massage...please?" Janae requests.
"Fine. But you gotta do my neck too." Aaliyah bargained.
"Ugh, but I thought that's what your pilates shit was for?" Janae complained.
"It is." Aaliyah shrugged. "But there's no way I'm passing up an opportunity to have your hands on my neck," she smirks. Jaane huffs, "Fine. But it better be good or you ain't gettin' shit." Janae says, emphasizing the way she said 'shit'. Aaliyah scoffs, "I'm wounded. I'll have you know I'm very skilled with my hands." Janae rolls her eyes, "I know, you bring it up every chance you get."
"Well if you took up my offer, I could show you very up close and personal, just how good I am." She flirts, a smirk tugged on her lips as per usual. Janae pushes her back with a hand, "Shut up." Aaliyah chuckles, moving to sit on the bed. "As you wish love. Come here." Janae sits in between her legs, leaning back as Aaliyah works her magic.
"So, how does a gorgeous girl like you, end up in this shithole?" She just now realized she hadn't actually asked Janae how she got here.
Janae sighed, knowing she was gonna have to talk about it eventually. "My ex boyfriend convinced me to rob a bank with him. We were sorta successful, until he left me to get caught and take the fall." There were reasons she acted so mean and tough. Cause before prison, she was a shy, nice-ish girl. They say prison changes a person. That was true. Sometimes it was for the good, sometimes it wasn't. It just depended on the person.
"He sounds like a prick," Aaliyah commented.
"He was. I don't know why I even dated him. I think it was just for attention, and to spite my dad." Janae shrugged. She didn't like talking about her past much, but Aaliyah made it so easy to talk to. She listened. She didn't interrupt. She was understanding. And she didn't make you feel like shit.
"I get it. Uh, you know, when I started showing interest in girls, my mum was completely against it. So just to fucking spite her, I brought this girl to dinner. And my room was across my parents room, so I uh, I fucked the girl so loud to where my mum could hear from her bedroom. I had never in my life been yelled at so much. But man was her expression worth it." Aaliyah chuckles, making light of their situations.
Janae laughs lightly. "How did your dad feel about this?"
"Oh he was repulsed." They both share a small laugh before she continues. "But uh, he was supportive, not of the sex shared that night but he supported my interest in girls." It was true. While her mum wasn't in support of it, her dad Jeremiah and brother Alec supported her completely. Especially Alec. He made it his mission to be there for her when she was exploring her sexuality. All the rants, all the late nights up covering for her when she snuck out.
