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| You bailed me out, Mrs. Crabbynipple? | |
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| Yes. Consider me your "guardian angel", swooping in to save the day! Do you have any idea what they do to young flesh like you in prison? It's pretty horrific! | |
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| How can I ever thank you? | |
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| Funny you should ask... Mr. Crabby-nipple is away on a business trip and I thought you could come home with me. We'll have some dinner, drink a ton of wine, get naked and- | |
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| GUARDS!! I'D LIKE TO STAY!!!! | |
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| Wait. I'm getting to the best part... We get naked and I let you do a full-body cavity search on me, and... | |
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