
An old schoolfriend asked me to help him move some belongings, but I couldn’t have known what that simple favour would cost me. He ran off, leaving me to face the police with a car I later discovered was stolen, full of stolen goods.
My friend, Melanie, packed my overnight bag with a few sexy items, expecting me to walk out of court and for us to find it funny. Unfortunately, there was nothing to laugh at.
I was sent to prison, and as a quiet 19-year-old, I was terrified and desperate, so I soon had to find ways to help me endure my time there.
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