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Prison Term
Prison Term
Prison Term
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Prison Term

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It was supposed to be a harmless psychology project. Pretend to be a prison inmate for the weekend, and observe how the real inmates coped. But when pretty Bobbi Williams found herself accidentally assigned to the men's wing, her definition of "hands-on training" took on a whole new meaning!

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I should have been paying more attention to my surroundings, instead of withdrawing into my own pensive thoughts. If I had, the entire weekend--and probably the rest of my life--might have turned out differently. But I was concentrating so hard on maintaining the proper subservient attitude as I followed my jailor that I didn’t even look into the adjoining cells...until the door slammed, and it was too late.

"Hey, wait a minute!" I protested, bolting forward. "I’m not supposed to be here, you’ve made a mistake!"

But the guard was already gone. And instinct warned me that he wasn’t going to return anytime soon.

"Oh, hell," I muttered under my breath. "Now what?"

Obviously I was here for the duration. I stared around my tiny cell in dismay. Narrow cot with a single scratchy blanket. Dirty looking toilet and sink, but no mirror.

No privacy whatsoever.

And all around me...cells that would very shortly be filled with men!

I was supposed to have been in the women’s wing! Why had they stuck me at the opposite end of the prison?

I was in the very last cell, the one that abutted a thick cement wall. Well, that gave me something solid to pound my head on, for not paying more attention. Stupid girl! I berated myself. And stupid guard, for not noticing that there was a woman under these grubby old clothes!

I kept my mouth firmly shut when the other inmates trudged back in, and the doors slammed loudly behind them. So far, only a few had even realized that I was there, and none of them knew that I was a woman. I wanted to keep it that way!

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 8, 2011
ISBN9781466108608
Prison Term
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Becca Sinh

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    Prison Term - Becca Sinh

    Prison Term

    By Becca Sinh

    Artwork by Moira Nelligar

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright 2011 Becca Sinh

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    They say that every successful student can point to one professor who made a tremendous impact in their lives. And I suppose that’s true enough. I wasn’t always the most successful student...but I can definitely point to the teacher who made the greatest impact in my life!

    Granted, I thought it was a lousy idea at the time. I mean, who wants to spend an entire weekend in jail, studying a bunch of hardened criminals, for some lame psychology project?

    But Professor Simons was clever. He’d anticipated our vigorous protests, so he’d already arranged everything before he hit us with the news.

    I am not, I repeat not, a jailbird. But I had to ‘do my time,’ as they say, in order to pass the class, and get my diploma. So I meekly boarded the bus with nineteen other grumbling college students, and we drove down to the huge State Penitentiary with Professor Simons.

    I have to hand it to our local police force. They knew we were only there on a research trip, but they made it seem totally realistic. Our fingerprints were scanned into the central computer and held in a special file, which Prof assured us would be erased after our ‘release.’ Our mugshots were taken, to be attached to our student files when we turned in our thesis reports. And we were tossed into holding cells

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