Vernon inhaled... he felt a deep rumbling inside his chest, his heartbeat speeding up, he was starting to feel warm... fuzzy... his manhood began to strain it's confines, he forced it down, being ravaged in a cell day after day, you either control yourself, or your soul dies. he patted her head softly. "you're among friends here... I see the struggle behind those beautiful eyes. you are not divided, take those feelings, own them, you control them, you might not have been born with them, but they belong to you know, now repeat... tell me your name again, I almost heard it."