"Fuck Spence your bleeding, stay with me!", I stated but the blonde’s eyes had already rolled to the back of her skull.

The only reassurance I had was the rise and fall of the girls chest. I carried the girl to the bottom bunk and laid her down gently, then ripped her bed sheets and went to the sink to wet the cloth. After doing that I walked back to the unconscious blonde and wiped the blood from her head, cleaning the nasty cut. I climbed onto my bunk and got my sheets, a pillow case, and my secret stash of band-aids. I patched up the cut and had to take off the blonde’s shirt because blood seeped through. I cautiously took off Spencer’s navy top and nearly choked because she wasn’t wearing a bra.

"Your minx! trying to kill me", I groaned as I carefully wiped the dried blood off her neck.

I couldn’t help but stray my hand further down with the make shift rag towards her breasts. Spencer moaned and I instantly stilled my wandering hand, but she didn’t wake. I continued my journey down her chest to her toned stomach, and past her navel. She groaned loudly, and a sinister smirk manifested on my face.

‘Hmm….should I… I haven’t had any since last week. No… I have standards…hehe low standards’, I thought to myself as my fingers inched into the unconscious girl’s navy blue prison pants.

Spencer bucked into my hand, and I ceased my fingers.

‘No I can’t treat her like an object…Damn my conscious!’, I mentally kicked myself for molesting the girl. 

I removed my fingers from the girls waistband, and restrained myself from ravishing the blonde when she whimpered in protest. I changed her bloody pillow with mines and I was about to get up when I felt her hands holding onto mine as she slept, I sighed and climbed in bed with her, a bit uncomfortable when her bare torso snuggled into me, but after a few moments I just melted into the warmth of her body so close to mine. She smelled really nice, like a unnamed type of fruit. I guess I’ll call it ‘Spencer’ and I don’t know when but after listening to Spencer’s cute sleep talk, and her steady heartbeat. I fell into a contented sleep.