Jon watched as the man in the orange jumpsuit looked him up and down with hungry eyes. Thrusting out his breasts so that the man could have a better view of his cleavage, Jon relished in the feeling of power being in character gave him. This must be what Sylvester Stallone feels like, he thought, then dismissed the idea. Sylvester Stallone only wished that he could look as tough as Jon did right then.
"Alright Biggie," Jon said through his puffy lips, "You know the drill."
"I've got a drill for you right here, baby," the man playing Johnson Biggie said as he grabbed his groin and showed a toothy grin.
Jon had no idea what the man was talking about. He guessed that it had something to do with the movie, that maybe Mr. Biggie was trying to smuggle a drill into the prison so that he could escape. Not a very smart criminal, Jon thought, Giving away his plan like that will only get him caught easier.
"We'll take a look at that drill quick enough," Jon said, crossing his arms under his breasts and tapping his toe, "I'm Helga DeCock, chief guard here at Shawspank, and from now on, what I say is law. You get me?"
"You got it, sweet-cheeks," the large man replied, "With a rack like yours, I'd be glad to fall into line."
Jon was glad that the man was being so cooperative. Sure, Jon looked tough, and he was sure that most men wouldn't want to mess with him, but the last thing Jon would want would be to get into a fight, even a staged fight for the movie, with this big guy. Having to explain to the wardrobe department why Jon had torn a stocking, or soiled his skirt would be the worst.
Not that Jon had any worries that Mr. Biggie would be a problem. Jon was pretty sure that they'd end up fast friends. He had, after all, been extremely complimentary and respectful so far, so why would that change?
"Alright then," Jon said, pacing back and forth, making sure that he wagged his ass for the camera when he turned, just so he'd look a little bit more imposing. "Here's how it's going to go down. You're going to take off your clothes, and I'm going to check you for weapons."
Johnson Biggie's eyes lit up (the man playing Johnson Biggie, Jon reminded himself. It was hard not slipping into character too deeply). Immediately his hands make quick work of the buttons on the top of the jumpsuit, slid his arms out of their sleeves, and let the outfit pool at his feet. He kicked off his shoes, then the legs of the orange garment, leaving him standing in his boxer shorts.
Jon could already see where the drill the Johnson had mentioned was hiding, but he figured he'd let the prisoner undress before he made his move.
Johnson then kicked pulled down his underwear, leaving him as naked as the day he was born. Jon...
