Johnson just got to know that his whole life was a lie. Like a feminist who just found out that her income source—onlyfans—was created by a man.
Johnson's father had told him lies. Boner wasn't a myth. It was real. As real as the titties of a flat chested girl.
He wasn't turning to stone when he saw those naked women. He just got excited like any other man or a horse watching porn.
Though, that's another matter that after that two penguins used Johnson to quench their lust.
Right now, the chief guard Johnson had his hands on his forehead as if he suffered a million dollar loss just because of a server breaking down for a few seconds.
"So why did I get a boner for those women? My dad said I can only do things with men. Not women. What is going on?"
"Dude, you are acting like you just got turned on by your mother. Chill. The reason you felt that way with those women at the lake is because you are attracted to them. Your natural mating partner is women. Not men. You were swinging the wrong way all along. Your swing was being pushed by your dad in the wrong direction. Your dad just wanted you to stay away from women because of his bad experience with them. He wanted his son to not feel the pain he felt. That's why he lied to you about these things."
I explained to Johnson the things that should be taught at school, mostly by female teachers and yes, I am a pervert that's why I want a female teacher to teach all these things.
Johnson was just grasping the gems I dropped from my mouth when Jack's voice cut in.
"Pal, I understand you are in the middle of something right now, but I need your help."
I turned my gaze around. "What is it? And you can wear your pants again. The demonstration is done."
"That's the problem." Jack gestured at his baton with his eyes. "You made me . Take responsibility."
"You made me hard. Now I want you to do something to relieve me!"
"Yeah. That could work."
"No! I meant— Just shut up. You are a ghost. No one can touch you. Wear your pants again and it will be back to normal in no time."
"That won't satisfy me!"
"Nothing will satisfy you, bastard! Just think about something holy. Think of God. Think of pain!"
"Shit. Abort. Don't think about pain. I forgot the limits of your perversion. Just think of Supreme Man or some shit. Think about that old man responsible for making you a ghost!"
"That bastard!" Jack roared.
I heaved a sigh of relief. I managed to distract him from the horny thoughts—
"I will fuck him so hard if I met him!"
He was still stuck on that like my load in my bathroom's wall. His mind would never let go of his desires.
In the end, I reached a conclusion.
"I don't care anymore."
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Jack opened his mouth to retort but I didn't let him speak.
"You will go back down anyway. And since you can't touch anything. I'll be fine even if you are . Wear your pants or not, I couldn't care less."
I raised my shoulders as if I was a prostitute with no sexually transmitted disease and I couldn't give a shit to Jack.
But in reality, I really hoped Jack would feel bad and wear his pants again. I acted as if I didn't care but it was a plan to make Jack realise that I won't do anything to satisfy his tent and in the end, in defeat, he would wear his pants.
I mean, he would be escaping this prison with me and I don't want the outside people to see that a naked ghost is roaming around me like a horny mosquito ready to stick his beak inside me. Girls wouldn't come near me because of that.
Therefore, acting according to my plan, I turned my head away from Jack, ignoring him and focused only on Johnson.
"What do you think? Convinced?"
Johnson remained silent. His eyes had countless questions like I have countless kids in my sock and he chose one of them to ask.
"If I am attracted towards women for all this while then what was I doing with the men? And why did I want to get my hands on you? What is it? Who am I?"
"You are ready to walk on the spiritual path now, Johnson. Self discovery is the new chapter in your life from this point on. Congratulations."
I can't believe I am giving life lessons to a man who was fcuking men just because his father told him to.
Johnson heard me and he went silent again.
He stared at the empty space in front of him like I stare at the neighbour's bedroom at night and I gave him time. He would settle down his thoughts eventually and figure that I was right and his father lied only out of his love for his son.
"I think I understand now." He said.
Johnson looked at me. "What I felt around those naked women, I never felt around any other prisoners. The reason I was using them was because I wanted to feel good. And no matter how hard I tried, I didn't feel good at all. I thought it's the fault of the prisoners so I kept looking for new ones. But today…"
Johnson returned my smile.
"You finally spread my eyes."
"Er… I think you mean opened your eyes but fine. I get it."
Johnson nodded and I was finally at ease. Like I finally found the perfect video after the 300th page.
"So you are convinced now?" I asked.
"Yes. That's why I won't make you stay in my bedroom for all your life."
"Thank god. Alright. Take care then. I'll get going."
I took a step forward, my target was the water bucket in Johnson's hand as it was high time I focused on my fiery leg.
But Johnson frowned. "Pardon?"
"What?" I asked. Why did he say pardon?
"Where are you going?"
"To your cabin. To leave this floor of course." I said, reaching out to grab the bucket as if it was the only dildo left in the world.
But Johnson pulled the bucket towards himself before I could take it.
Now my eyes were filled with questions and I would have asked them if not for Johnson pulling out a Julius-Caesar move.
"What makes you think you can leave from here, Human?"