A friend got this as an ad and sent it along to me, knowing well it would delight me for several full minutes.
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"Hey, I saw you watching us during roll call," said the handsome cop as he leaned against the inmate's cell. "You've got some moves."
The inmate looked up at the cop, surprised. "Thanks," he said. "But I don't think I'm allowed to dance."
The cop chuckled. "Who said anything about rules? I know a little spot around the corner where we can let loose and have some fun. What do you say?"
The inmate hesitated, but he couldn't deny the temptation. "Okay," he said. "I'm in."
The cop grinned. "Great. Meet me there after lights out. And don't worry, I've got you covered."
As the hours ticked by, the inmate couldn't stop thinking about the secret dance party. When lights finally went out, he slipped out of his cell and made his way to the designated spot.
The cop was waiting for him, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Ready to dance?" he asked.
The inmate nodded, and together, they let the music take over, their bodies moving in sync as they lost themselves in the moment. It was a forbidden and risky affair, but for the cop and the inmate, it was worth it just to feel alive.
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