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Lights on, breakfast, work detail, lunch, dinner, lights out. Those were the only actual state mandated requirements of a day in Oz. Everything else, everything else was simply to pass the time. The worst enemy in Oz was time, and its corollary, boredom. Everyone around him was 'doing time', but what do you actually do with time? Play cards, watch tv, shank a man, make a call, shoot pool, start a fight, go to group, give a beating, get fucked, fall in love, break a bone.
All just ways of doing time. Only problem is time does you right back.
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Yellow light. A warning, one mustn't be weak in carrying out His will. Shirley Bellinger stepped on it.
Red. A sign from Heaven. She may be of the Devil's blood, but a child was still a child...
Of which the most innocuous of forms Evil comes in...
Her daughter. Her beautiful, sweet daughter...
Tainted by the sins of her father, she must be purged.
Green light.
Cupping the little girl's face, she whispered, "This is for your own good."
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Each night, time crawls as Keller lies awake thinking of Beecher and betrayal.
Tonight, he slips his hand into his pants as he imagines closing his lips around Beecher's cock, hearing his soft grunts of arousal. His hand caresses Toby's stomach, feeling the smooth heat of it and the rise and fall of each breath.
Unwanted, the memory of Toby, holding a shank and shouting, "You killed my son," comes, erasing the erotic image from his mind. It's worse than a cold shower, making his dick immediately go limp. God fucking dammit! He can't even find escape in fantasy anymore.
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He use to do it a lot as a kid and well he still did it today. Back then he would just close his eyes and it would happen but as he has gotten older it has gotten harder and harder to escape in fantasy. After college he found that alcohol made it a little easier to get the task done. Well then that ended up landing him in hell and he needed something way stronger than booze. But thankfully his Irish friend provided him with just that. Not for free of course but money had never been a problem for Tobias.
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Sure, he'd been dirt poor as a kid, but once he'd reached adolescence, money had never been a problem, because by then Keller had learned to read people. He could tell which ones could be charmed by a smile, even if they put up a tough front. And he could sense cowardice, knowing almost by instinct, who would succumb to threatening. By all rights, he should have been a very rich man, if he'd ever cared about such things, and if he'd ever learned an ounce of control ( ... )
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