Jessica had been in prison for five days, and because she was so talkative, almost no one could stand being near her for more than five minutes before they ended up becoming the unwilling main character in one of her ridiculous made-up stories.

Ironically, Vivienne had promised to be her friend (just so she could get some sleep), but Jessica seemed to cling to her a bit too much. Vivienne was getting annoyed and was looking for a way to get Jessica the hell away from her.

Jessica was assigned to work in the laundry, but instead of working, she prattled on endlessly. Everyone there just shook their heads in dismay. Vivienne wanted nothing more than to shove her into a bag and throw her into the lake. She even considered following her own earlier advice and just sitting on Jessica's mouth.

"You know what... if you carry ten children in your womb at the same time, you'll gain more than thirty kilograms and have to eat about twenty hamburgers a day to get enough calories..." Jessica leaned closer to Vivienne, sharing some nonsense she'd apparently heard somewhere.

"So... lesson learned?" Vivienne asked in a bored tone, not even looking at her.

"The lesson is not to get pregnant. Remember to use contraception," Jessica replied enthusiastically.

Vivienne finally paused for a second, turned to look Jessica straight in the face, and said flatly, "You know what... I think I don't need contraception. Because listening to your bullshit every day is the most effective contraception." Then she turned away and continued working. Jessica was still trying to process what Vivienne had just said.

Suddenly, a C.O. walked in and ordered an inmate check. Everyone stood straight with their hands up. The C.O. inspected each inmate, feeling them up one by one.

"Done," he said, glancing around before walking out.

"He just squeezed my tits," Jessica exclaimed, looking at Vivienne, who remained deadpan.

"You should get used to it," Vivienne said, tossing clothes into the washing machine.

"Did he do anything to you?" Jessica asked, her eyes curious.

Vivienne thought for a moment, looking annoyed. "Pinched my ass," she muttered to herself, fucking asshole.