Life in prison

Chapter 24

I'll help you and you help me.

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Approaching the office of the most important Teletubby in the prison, Veronica was getting scared.

She was afraid that he wouldn't approve Gwen's adoption papers!

She herself was very surprised to be more worried about her daughter than failing her most important project! She had often worried about her projects when she was a student, but now the situation was different.

She was now standing near the door of the head of the prison. In one hand she had the folders with the paperwork on Gwen and the blueprints for the collars. In the other was the collar itself, modernized by Lenny.

Out of the corner of her ear, she heard the thin voice of her future daughter. Glancing up, the woman saw the girl's interest in Finn's uniform.

Veronica smiled as she imagined looking at her husband's uniform with her son JD.

But right now, she needed to perform perfectly! To make all her fantasies come true.

First, she knocked on the door to see if the head was eating in the study. When she heard an affirmative answer, she grabbed the doorknob and exhaled to calm her flaming nerves. She then pushed the door open with force and entered the office.

A rather large office appeared in front of her. It was flanked by two huge cabinets with a pile of documents on their shelves.

There were flowers in the office and they were pretty well taken care of. Which you could tell from the ground. It was damp, which meant they had been watered recently.

There was a huge rug on the floor. Stepping on it Veronica felt the softness of the carpet. A moment from her childhood flashed before her eyes. She had once had a rug like that. Until it was thrown out...

In the middle of the beautiful room, there was a large desk with a lot of folders and papers spread out on it, and a terminal that was now humming quite loudly. It was ear-splitting, like a tractor!

Out of the corner of her eye Veronica noticed a small aquarium standing on the same small chair. And this miniature made her lips quiver in a smile.

But still the whole gaze of our technician was directed at the Teletubby, who now stood at the window and watched the outside world. Which the prisoner may never see...

"What do you want, Ms. Veronica?" - he asked rather politely.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, sir! But I have a few questions for you." - the technician began to ramble in excitement.

"And what are these questions?" - asked the head of the prison, finally turning towards Veronica.

In front of her stood a black-colored Teletubby. He looked to be in his sixties. She noticed that he was wearing glasses on his head, tied with a single rope at the point of control. This was done to prevent the glasses from falling to the floor during sudden movements. Also, the man's aging machines and gray hair were already visible.

The warden defiantly coughed to get the technician's attention. Oh, there she goes again, hovering in the clouds!

"Uh, excuse me sir! A little thoughtful!" - she said excitedly as she approached the desk.

Putting all the documents on the table, she began to explain. - Ser, first of all, I'd like to show you the model collar.

She raised up her hand in which she held the collar. With interest in his eyes, the head of the prison walked over to the table to examine the contents.