Sex In The Penitentiary-Brooke Part II
Eventually, I decided to move to a unit for long-termers and lifers. I needed space and time to be away from Brooke. We still saw each other as much as possible, but I was continuously moving away from the relationship. I had started hanging out with Shayla who was white, tall, thin, not really my type, but it was to take attention away from my relationship.
Brooke noticed the change in my attention and asked me what was going on. I told her about me getting to know Shayla. Well, Brooke told me that she had been spending time with this woman, Tamara. It seemed to me we were in the same head space-that we were no longer interested in being together. But our breakup didn't last for more than a week. I told Shayla that I wanted to work things out with Brooke. To do that, Brooke felt that we should live on the same unit again but in separate rooms. I liked where I was, but I missed being around her and wanted to try to fix things.
I moved to the unit that Brooke lived on. As soon as I was moving my things upstairs, Brooke told me that she didn't want me in the room I'd be going to. The room had three boy girls in it plus me. I didn't care though because I could live with practically anyone and I had moved to work things out with her. I didn't for see any issues. I was still very much in love with her.
We began trying to fix the issues in our relationship. Our problems weren't cheating, lying, or loyalty-which are complete deal breakers. But Prison creates a different set of issues that can be just as bad. We put a lot of things on the table, such as plans for when she went home on how we could continue our relationship, we talked about marriage, my demanding ways, our sex life, and all the other problems we had. Sex was infrequent because we lived in different hallways, but it was happening-sneaking around made things exciting. I just still wasn't having the attraction, passion, and spark that I needed.
I began expressing my feelings to one of my cellies, Keyana AKA NaNa. I had seen her at my last Prison, but we never spoke. Nana was sexy, charismatic, and young. She was in a relationship with Sam, but they were having problems as well. Nana was one of the main reasons Brooke didn't want me living in that room because of her reputation for sleeping with everyone. Sam and I weren't friends, but she had said how great sex was with Nana in front of me. That piqued my curiosity because my sex life wasn't as fulfilling.
I started having late night conversations with Nana about everything you could think of. We learned each others likes and dislikes. All the while Brooke was trying to fix our relationship still. I didn't want to hurt her so I played along instead of being upfront that I had was having feelings for Nana. Talking turned to flirting, we were growing closer each day, and our sexual chemistry was through the roof. One day Nana put everything out there-that she liked me and wanted to know if I felt the same, which I did.
