Emerald Curse.. (Short Story)

It was very musty and humid in this prison cell in which I was being held. I did not even get my own toilet and sink. I shared it with my Cell mate Heather. Heather was a blonde with the prettiest blue eyes. She had very light skin and a curvy body with C cup breasts and normal hips. They were a bit wide, but not that wide. She was also 5 feet and 4 inches.

Though you may think I am extremely lucky to have a beautiful cellmate of such..."features" but in all actuality.  She was not very kind. She was very bitter and blamed all her misfortunes and all her faults on me. I had taken many whippings because of her. They never went easy on me, despite me possessing such bright emerald green hair and deep forest green eyes. Though I should be proud to be different...It is very difficult.  

They call me the "Emerald Curse" which is just a nickname for me since whenever my green hair is seen, people get side-tracked and cannot focus on their tasks at hand. You know since I'm very different.

They decided "hey if we put him in a cell with someone just as rare, his popularity would go down." Though I see it as a misconception. I was not that rare. I had my own faults of recognition that I could never get by easily.. For one, I was very indecisive and I was easily influenced.  I have fought a couple of times and I suffered from a mild case of short term memory loss from the hits I took to the head.

I was also very impulsive but at the same time refined. I spoke properly and with such manners I got the attention of a 5 foot 2 girl named Nicole. She had shoulder length brown hair, light skin, C Cup breasts as well and really wide hips. She could be no older then me. I am currently 19 so was Heather. I learned about this because they bunked ages together despite gender. That meant they did not care if a boy and girl commited sexual actions.. I heard the perfect example of it yesterday. It was an older gentleman and a woman. The gentleman was about twenty so no doubt his cellmate was also twenty.

All I heard as I tried to sleep was "Come on!! You can do better then that Matt!" Letting me know his cellmate was a dominant type but was willing to be dominated if it meant she has to do less work. I wanted to break out the prison....until I was told we were in the middle of the ocean. That means there was no getting away without a planned idea.

I lived out my days waking up at 7 o'clock sharp and we were taken to the showers. Once again the males and females were not separated enough. The thing that kept them away from one another was the purple draped curtain.  You could easily slide in and then find a girl who interested you and make a move, but it was the same for the females. They had to say whom they were going after though, so they did not aim for the same guy.

Thankfully for me, they only chose the buff meatheads and a few of the smart ones. I was never targeted so I felt relief whenever I entered the shower. I could undress easily and shower and actually stay clean. This meant I always left first.  I never was told "times up out the shower!" I always made my showers 15-24 minutes max.

This particular time I went and got dressed and I saw Nicole who was as I previously described a beauty. She had extremely wide hips and was very fit and easy to talk to. I could rely on her if I broke my leg and needed a nurse or a person to help me excercise.  She also had the brightest smile.

I would of been hypnotized if I had never seen a naked female before. You know though, since I live with Heather she strips in front of me. Usually I turn away, but I still catch a glimpse when she goes to change into her towel and told me to do her laundry.

Nicole had seen her fair share of men before since they constantly went in and out the female side, but for some reason she always seemed more interested in me. We relied on one another to cheer eachother up. "Hey Kazumotto! How are you this evening big guy?" She asked since I was taller then her. "Rather fine actually. I wish I did not have these marks though." I said moving my right arm up as I turned and showed her my marks. She covered her mouth in shock. "Oh no! These wounds are fresh! On your soft skin..." She said looking down in sadness.

"It's alright Nicole. I had just gotten used to em." I said as I bent over to get my underwear as a man and girl roughly brushed passed us pushing Nicole's breasts on my arm abruptly as I jolted. Nicole closed her eyes expecting me to let her fall.

I kept her up right and held her right arm and around her back to help her get her balance back and I looked at her soft light brown eyes deeply with a look of worry in my own green eyes. "You alright Nic?" I asked as she nodded and rushed to her side of the shower and got her things ready.

I took this opportunity to get dressed and left out the shower and headed to my cell. I entered my cell with a sigh of depression knowing i would never break free without a genius plan. Before I flopped onto my bed and slowly dozed off...