Free Use Prison

She leaned against the bars casually, like this was the most normal thing in the world-two half-naked women chatting through prison bars at bedtime. There was nothing aggressive in it-he was simply taking what was available, the way someone uses anything convenient, and the impersonality of that was its own strange thing to adjust to. Years without contact, without intimacy, without the simple animal fact of another body against yours. As rescued women begin their own journeys toward intimacy, the series culminates in a winter solstice celebration where both communities unite in one unforgettable night.