"Come on blue, its just for an hour." Trevor's voice was quite, though thick with protest. In front of him stood a large black man. His real name was<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fvignette.wikia.nocookie.net%2Fepicrapbattlesofhistory%2Fimages%2Fa%2Fa0%2FBarney_Matthews_Based_On.png%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fcb%3D20160124044232&amp;hash=4f183522073dd12d9bf5fa97ca71b516" href="https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/epicrapbattlesofhistory/images/a/a0/Barney_Matthews_Based_On.png/revision/latest?cb=20160124044232" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Bernard Jenkins</a>, but<i>'all of his friends called him Blue', </i>at least, that is what he had told Trevor. "I just want to go and watch my show. I'll be in and out in no time. No one is on the T.V. right now..." His voice trailed off. Of all the orderlies in the hospital, Blue was his favorite. He was a seasoned man that liked the smooth sound of jazz music and couldn't help but to nod his head to any beat, a warm smile on his face. He had a true love for music.<br/><br/>Blue let out an exasperated sigh and turned his head from left to right, peering down the hallway before focusing back on Trevor. "I dunno Trev," he began. It was a nickname that Trevor didn't mind. It made the hospital seem more personal and less like a crazy factory. "Dr. Prescott said you needed to stay in ya room, brother. You know I want to help you, but I have to think about myself. I got kids at home, you know that. I don't need this trouble."<br/><br/>"Look, I promise that nothing will happen. If I do get caught, none of it will come back on you. I know it's a lot to ask, but I need this. Staying in the room makes me stir crazy. I can't take it." It was true. Trevor had only been locked up for a short period of time and it was already eating at him. He felt caged, even more so than usual and he could feel the slow build of tension inside of himself.<br/><br/>Blue chewed his full lips and finally relented. "Fine, but it's your ass Trev. I'll keep a look out for ya but I can only do so much. You have one hour, got it?" Blue stepped back from the door and turned to walk along the hallway, heading towards the nurses station.<br/><br/>"Got it!" Trevor managed to get out before his<i>'friend'</i>had left. Trevor looked up at the clock, he was 3 minutes late but figured he would only miss the credits, which didn't bother him. In his haste, he left without grabbing his notebook off of his desk.<br/><br/>The television room was empty and quiet. Trevor snuck in stealthily and grabbed the remote before sinking into an overly large, cushioned chair positioned in the middle of the room. He thumbed through the channels and caught his program just in time. He smiled and sighed, feeling joy and relief for the first time all day. Trevor tended to get lost in his shows. His consciousness would block out any and all outside distractions and focus on only the show. It was something that got him in trouble as a kid. Not answering to your superior when prompted because of a television show was not acceptable. Still, it wasn't a habit that he had been able to break. He didn't even notice the woman slink in beside him, sitting just across the small room, dainty legs pulled up to her nonexistent chest. She watched him briefly before turning her attention to the screen.<br/><br/><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fimages6.fanpop.com%2Fimage%2Fphotos%2F38500000%2FBradley-Martin-nicola-peltz-38514632-800-450.gif&amp;hash=6ae5fec00141156a9613907ed88dc650" href="http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/38500000/Bradley-Martin-nicola-peltz-38514632-800-450.gif" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Stefania Cooper</a>sat on the uncomfortable couch and watched with mild curiosity. She hadn't ever been big on television shows. She was more of a reader and almost always preferred the characters portrayed in her head as opposed to the product on the silver screen. She was young; far too young by most peoples standards to be in the hospital, yet still she found herself there. Her vice was drugs. Not any one specific either. Stefania loved a smorgasbord. Having variety was the key to a good high. Mixing and matching until your heart fluttered and toes curled.<br/><br/>She had gotten sent to the hospital about three months prior when she took her boyfriend handgun and nearly killed herself. She was high and depressed; all fucked up on a mixture of uppers and downers. She had one moment of weakness and boom, she ended up there. Thankfully, she hadn't had to cut out the drugs altogether. Stef knew how to use her looks to her advantage. The drugs hadn't yet robbed her of her beauty, so she used it for power. Stef found that there were many a men in the hospital that would be willing to bring her in contraband in exchange for a blow job. Blow jobs were easy peasy. They were quick and simple, and she had control of the situation. All she had to do was put on a little show. She would give messy blow jobs and suck with such fever and enthusiasm that the men would cum within a couple of short minutes. Then she would swallow or clean her self off, get her things and be on her way. It was the perfect hustle.<br/><br/>Some of the orderlies were pushovers and some weren't. She knew which ones to approach and she also knew which ones she should stay away from. Adam was an asshole, a lot like the men she had associated with in her past. He had a big cock and liked to flaunt it, as if it made any difference to her. She was in it strictly for the drugs. The big problem with him though was the fact that he tried to choke her on more than one occasion. He was overly rough and she wasn't into it, so she chose to avoid him completely, which up to that point had been relatively easy. There were others that she avoided, like Blue, that man was far too nice and gentle to take her up on her offers. She knew that and so she didn't even bother. It didn't matter though, there were plenty of orderlies willing to put their jobs on the line for a hot little mouth like hers. She giggled quietly, thinking about it.<br/><br/>The show wrapped up and Trevor shut off the television just in time to hear the faint giggle. His head craned to the right, eyes falling on the young woman. "Oh, hey Stefania," he said before looking to the clock. He only had about ten more minutes before he had to be in his room. He pushed off of the chair and stood up slowly, walking over to hand her the remote. "I'm done in here, feel free to watch what you want."<br/><br/>Stefania regarded Trevor with wary eyes before snatching it up. She didn't say a word to him about the television and instead got right to the point. "I heard you were supposed to be locked in your room."<br/><br/>"That's where I am heading right now." Trevor responded back quickly. He knew who she was and what she did. It wasn't his place to expose such a thing but that didn't mean that he had to approve of it. He turned to leave but felt the tug of smooth fingers on his wrist.<br/><br/>"Hold up, cowboy," Stefania said and stood. She was nearly a full foot shorter than him but for all she lacked in physical height, she made up for in posture.<br/><br/>Trevor could feel the soft curves of her frame press against his hard as she stepped in close. She dumped the remote on the couch and smiled. "I really do need to go."<br/><br/>"How about you come with me? I know a place we can go. I have some pills; xanny's. You know what those are, right? We can have some fun." Her voice seethed with lust.<br/><br/>Before Trevor could answer, a voice spoke from behind them. "Trevor! Get back to your room..." It was<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.99doing.com%2Fupload%2Fpages%2Fmedia%2F1fbb9f37e733a910ce0d245e500699b5.jpg&amp;hash=c8b31b47b3e501e07659c6b5d52a7ef3" href="https://www.99doing.com/upload/pages/media/1fbb9f37e733a910ce0d245e500699b5.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Billy Rueben</a>"You ain't supposed to be out here. Go now and I won't say nothing."<br/><br/>Trevor obliged and pulled free from the loose grip Stef had on his wrist. He shuffled passed Billy and headed for the hallway, leaving Stef alone with Billy.<br/><br/>Billy was another one that Stefania tried to avoid. He was rough and an asshole, but on a much larger scale than Adam. She instinctively took a step back when he approached. Words were caught in her throat and she couldn't respond to his advance. "C'mon darling. You know that boy wouldn't be able to keep up with you." He looked around. "I got something for ya, now come and pay for them." It wasn't a question. Unfortunately, Billy wasn't one that she could avoid. She tried and tried, but he would always find her. There was no place safe. She<i>couldn't</i>control him.... He raped her just a short time later. It wasn't the first time and it wouldn't be the last either, but at least she got some dope out of it. It would help to keep her numb.