In Too Deep

5

Tommy holds onto my arm as he guides me towards the showers.

"Wife still hasn't shared the covers eh Tommy?" I tease and he rolls his eyes.

He hands me my new clothes as we arrive at the destination.

"I'll be outside waiting" he mumbles and I walk inside the washroom.

Only a few guys are left and I curse myself. Everyone's most likely already at breakfast. They'll get the good picks and i'll be left with leftovers. Great.

I hang up my towel on the hook outside of the stall and strip my old clothes. I toss them in the laundry trolly before placing my new clothes on a hook.

I step into the stall and turn the knob. I shiver as cold water rains down from the shower head. It always takes a few for it to warm up meanwhile my dick shrivels up.

I grab the bar of soap to my left and begin to clean myself.

Images of her naked body race through my mind and I try to push it out of my head. There's no point in fantasizing about a woman who I can't even be bothered to remember clearly.

I can't even tell if these are memories or simply fascinations my imagination thought of.

I grab some shampoo and rub the liquid throughout my washed out green hair.

"When's the last time you dyed your hair?" she asks me as she combs through it.

She adjust herself on my lap and I shrug.

"Three weeks ago I think" I tell her and she stops for a moment. She lowers her head and plants a single kiss on my mouth.

"I can tell, your grey hairs are coming out" she laughs and I grab her wrists. She squeals as the water in the tub sloshes around us.

"Grey hairs eh?" I laugh as she tries to get away.

That feeling is back. My chest tightens and I open my eyes. Id do anything to get rid of this sickly feeling that always accompanies each memory.

"Don't stop" she moans as she places her forearms against the cold tiled wall of my shower.

I hold onto her waist as I thrust back into her and she cries out.

"Good girl princess" I coo into her ear and she giggles like a fucking school girl.

"More daddy" she moans and I bite the shell of her ear.

I stroke myself and rest my hand against the shower wall. I breathe heavily as the warm water hits my skin.

I lose myself in my imagination. I'm pulled out of my head as a door opens.

"Hurry up Joker. The longer you take the less time you have for breakfast" I hear Tommy yell and I groan in response.

"I'll be out in a few" I yell back and decide to forget about the blonde vixen in my head.

After finishing up I turn the water off and tie my towel around my hips as I dry off.

I get dressed and toss the towel into the dirty laundry trolly.

I walk out and Tommy grabs my arm. We walk down the hall towards the cafeteria. It's sectioned off by metal bars. Looks like one big holding cell. The only difference is that this cell has food and one tv hung near the kitchen for the workers to watch while serving us.

I see none and I my friends. They've probably already been taking to their sessions or meeting up with Strange.

"What's the news on Croc?" I ask Tommy as he taps his key card on the machine.

"He bit off someone's hand this morning. I guess they forgot to feed him the night before" he shrugs and I laugh.

"That's incredible. God, I miss that guy" I smile as we come to a stop in front of the food.

"You won't be seeing him for a long time. He's sedated until further notice" I grab a tray as he walks away to stand near the entrance with another officer.

"Good morning Miranda" I smile at the middle aged lady and she scoffs.

"Oh come on Mandy. Give me a little smile" she rolls her eyes and places the plate of oatmeal with a side of fruits on my tray.

"Let's hope you didn't spit in this one too" I mumble to myself before grabbing a nice box and sitting down at an empty nearby table.

I stir the thick mixture and stare at its sickly looking colour. I scoop it up into the spoon to watch it fall onto the mound again. I toss my spoon in the tray and just opt to eating the assortment of fruits.

I look up to see my doctor walking by.

"Ms. Young" I sing and smirk as she looks my way. Her hair is up in a ponytail today. She's dressed in a tight black dress showing off her curves.

"What is Joker?" she asks me and I chuckle.

"Sit next to me. Let's talk about my feelings" I tease and she stops in her tracks.

"Only if you'll tell the truth" I groan as I pop a grape into my mouth.

"You're really no fun at all" I shake my head as I take out my small straw from its plastic covering.

"Who else do you talk to. You know, aside from me" I place the sharp end through the tin foil covering and sip on my drink.

"You know i'm not allowed to discuss my other patients with you" I hold my hand up in the air in surrender.

"Fine. How about I ask you a more vague question. Who in this room do you talk to? Aside from me of course" She looks around the room and shakes her head.

"No one else. I only have three severe patients. The rest are mild" I nod and she walks in between my table and the one next to mine.

"Do all doctors have severe patients?" I ask and she shakes her head.

"Just the ones who apply. And the ones with years of experience" I take a bite out of my strawberry and scrunch up my nose. It's quite bitter.

"Any possibility i'll be getting a new doctor?" I smile and she sits down at the end of the bench. She crossed her legs causing her dress to ride up her thighs. What I wouldn't give to see what's under her skirt.

"Nowhere near possible. Unless I mysteriously die" She rests her forearm on the table behind her.

"That would be tragic" I look out in front of me and watch as the cafeteria ladies begin to clean up. I look up to where the small tv hangs from the wall. News on the bats latest capture is playing. If only I was close enough to hear.

"You cant scare me off that easily" she says.

"You underestimate me Ms. Young" I push away my tray and hold my wrist up to my face.

"Well would you look at the time" I throw my leg over the bench to face her.

"Can't wait for our session at noon Ms. Young" I lean forward on the bench with my hands clutching each side.

"They're the highlight of my day" I smirk.

"You're an ass" she says and stands up from her seat.

"Don't let your emotions get the best of you Ms. Young" I say to her. I look down at her figure and watch as she moves her hips as she walks away.

"It doesn't suit you" I mutter and lick my lips. For the rest of the day I spend my free time thinking of the dirtiest ways I could fuck her. Trying to get that stupid blonde out of my mind.