The robots line up all the prisoners again the wall in front of you. Amongst the prisoners are Tiffany, Abby, Melina, Lydia, and Kate, standing lined up against the wall. Presenting them to you as the new manager

Abby looks at you displeased. Abby: What ever.

Tiffany bites her lip in anticipation. Tiffany: This is exiting.

Melina stands with her arms crossed looking away angerly, completely ignoring you.

Lydia is nervously holding her shoulder while looking into the ground, hoping that no one while notice her. Whispering to herself Lydia: Please don't look this way...

Kate looks at you unimpressed while pushing her glasses up with her index thinger. Kate: Humph.

Melina snickers to herself. Melina: Puffh, is this wimp really going to be our manager?

Melina raised her hand before anyone else could respond. "Oh! Melina, remember me? I'm the one who likes to boss people around," she smirked. "I'm Latino, 25 years old, and I'm in for robbery. It wasn't that big of a deal, but they couldn't just let me be." She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to look tough despite the vulnerable position she was in with their backs against the wall.

Abby rolled her eyes and mumbled something under her breath before finally speaking up. "That's right, it's me, Abby. The one who stole some clothes because my girlfriend needed them," she paused and spat out a curse word, "and I can't help that I'm too good-looking to leave people alone." She was clearly not impressed with Melina trying to take control of the situation.

Tiffany giggled and moved her long blond hair out of her face before speaking up. "Hey, I'm Tiffany. Everyone knows me as the stripper who ended up in prison for getting a little too handsy with my clients," she laughed softly, shaking her head. "But I'll be turning 27 soon, and this is my first time behind bars." She pressed herself against the wall, arching her back slightly to show off her curves.

Lydia visibly tensed when it was finally her turn. Her small frame shook as she spoke, voice quivering with fear and anxiety. "I'm Lydia... I-I used to work at a clothing store, but now I'm here for stealing from them," she admitted softly. "It wasn't even that much, I just wanted to help my sister..." Her voice trailed off, and her gaze dropped to the ground as if she were ashamed of herself.

Tiffany seemed amused by Lydia's shyness and nerves. "Awww, honey, don't be so hard on yourself," she said with a sympathetic smile. "It could have been worse." Looking at Melina and Abby again, she couldn't help but feel a little envious of their seeming confidence and control over the situation. Maybe she should try to ingratiate herself to the new manager, just in case it came in handy later on.

Kate merely crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at you skeptically before giving a small nod of acknowledgement when it was finally her turn to speak. "I'm Kate," she said through gritted teeth, clearly unimpressed by the whole situation. "And I'm here for tax evasion... but my lawyers are working on getting me out any day now." She stood tall and straight despite being against the wall, trying to project an image of superiority over everyone else in the room.

Melina let out a harsh laugh and stepped closer to you. "Yeah, whatever man." She looked around at the other prisoners before meeting your gaze again. "But if we can make things more interesting around here, maybe our time here will go by faster?" A wicked grin spread across her lips as she slowly licked them, tauntingly.

Abby crossed her arms over her chest and sneered at Melina before glancing back at you. "Fine. But no one's getting hurt or anything illegal happening under your watch," she warned curtly. She clearly didn't trust Melina's intentions but was willing to play along for now.

Tiffany leaned in closer, her breath warm on your ear as she spoke softly, "Whatever you say, boss man. Just don't be a complete dick about it." She winked flirtatiously, rubbing her ass against the wall in an attempt to draw attention to herself.

Lydia remained quiet but nodded slowly, seeming to understand the new dynamic between the prisoners and you. Her eyes flickered nervously around the room, taking everything in.

Kate narrowed her eyes at Melina and crossed her arms over her chest even tighter, but she remained silent for now, content to observe and wait for the right moment to strike if needed.

Melina barks out an order to the other prisoners, "Let's go then!" She pushes off the wall and heads down the hall in the direction of their cells with a swagger in her step. The rest of the women follow suit, Tiffany walking close behind Melina as if trying to ingratiate herself, while Abby trails a few paces back but still keeps an eye on everything that's going on around them. Lydia remains quiet and meek as ever, making her way slowly towards her cell with her head down. Kate pretends not to notice the dynamics between Melina and Tiffany, instead keeping her focus solely on you while she walks away.

As you make your way to the manager's office, you can't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the new responsibility that has been entrusted upon you. The robots dutifully follow behind, ready to obey your every command. Once settled into your office, you begin planning how best to manage this unique female prison and its unruly inmates. You make a mental note to keep an eye on Melina and Tiffany's relationship, as it could either become useful or pose a threat if left unchecked.

Melina: Walking past your office, Melina gives you a sly smile Hey there new boss. You should come visit my cell sometime, we could talk about how to make things run smoother around here.

Melina's eyebrow arches in confusion and her shoulders squirm a bit at the condescending tone. "Um... yeah, sure boss," she mutters under her breath before stalking away, clearly not pleased with your response. The other inmates, including Tiffany, exchange glances as they watch Melina's retreating figure, uncertain of what to make of the interaction between you two.

Melina's reaction amuses you slightly. "That one is going to be a handful," you muse to yourself before turning your attention back to the papers on your desk. "Maybe I should take her up on that offer later, see what she knows." You continue sorting through the files and issuing orders to the robots as they go about their daily tasks, occasionally glancing up at the security camera feeds just to keep an eye on things.

Tiffany notices your amusement and glances at you out of the corner of her eye. She leans against the wall near the doorway to your office, trying to act casual as she waits for you to notice her. "So... uh, how're things going so far?" she asks with a shy smile, batting her eyelashes innocently.

"Well, that's good," Tiffany replies with a relieved sigh. "I just wanted to make sure you didn't need my help with anything." She leans closer, her breasts pressing against the wall as she stares at you expectantly, hoping for some sign of appreciation or perhaps even interest from the new manager.

Tiffany's face falls at your dismissive tone but she forces a smile nonetheless. "Alright, boss man," she mutters before turning away and walking down the hall, hips swaying with each step. As she continues to make her way towards her cell, she wonders if there was something she could have done differently to catch your eye or earn your favor. Perhaps next time she'll try a different approach.

Melina watches Tiffany leave the area and can't help but feel a small surge of satisfaction. "So much for trying to impress him," she says under her breath, not bothering to hide her sneer. She crosses her arms over her chest again, glaring at you defiantly as if daring you to dismiss her or ignore her advice.

Abby stands a short distance away from Melina, eyeing them both warily. "Maybe she was trying too hard," she offers uncertainly, clearly uncomfortable with the tension in the air. "Or maybe he just has different priorities." She glances at you again before continuing down the hall towards her own cell, feeling a little relieved that there doesn't seem to be any trouble brewing...for now.

Melina snorts derisively at Abby's comment and scoffs loudly. "What does she know? She just follows orders like a good little doggie." She narrows her eyes at you, waiting for your reaction to her defiant behavior. Lydia continues to move further down the hallway, trying not to draw attention to herself as she heads towards her cell and out of the way of any potential conflicts. Kate watches them all with interest, a calculating gleam in her eye as she sizes up each inmate and wonders who might be most useful or dangerous for her own schemes.

You turn to look at Melina, a half-smile playing on your lips. "I have no problem with you trying to assert yourself, but remember who's in charge here," you say slowly, watching her reaction closely. Her expression doesn't waver and she maintains eye contact with you defiantly. You wonder if she might be a challenge or an ally.

Melina's chin lifts higher as she looks back at you with burning intensity. "I'm not afraid of a little competition," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "If you think I can be useful, maybe we could make some kind of... arrangement." Her eyes flicker down to your crotch before returning to meet yours again.

Abby snorts at Melina's attempt at seduction but doesn't interfere, deciding it's not worth getting involved in at the moment. Kate smirks, her gaze never leaving you as she takes mental notes on everything that transpires between the two of you. Lydia keeps her head down and continues moving towards her cell, hoping to avoid any more unwanted attention from the more dominant inmates.

Melina narrows her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest once again as she tilts her head to the side in consideration. She seems to weigh your words carefully before speaking again, "Fine. But if I help you out... make things easier for you," she pauses and looks away briefly, "I expect certain favors in return." Her tone suggests that she's not talking about simple obedience or following orders anymore; this is a bargain of a different kind.

Abby frowns at Melina's behavior but remains silent, preferring to observe the dynamic between you and Melina for now. Tiffany, who had been watching from a distance earlier, rolls her eyes and walks back over towards them, unable to resist sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. "What're you two talking about?" she asks innocently, trying to sound casual as she approaches.

Kate shrugs indifferently at Tiffany's question, content to watch from the sidelines for now and weighing up the potential advantages and disadvantages of aligning herself with any one particular group within the prison. Lydia quickly ducks into her cell as soon as she reaches it, grateful that this confrontation didn't involve her directly.

Melina's eyes widen in panic as she feels the robots snap to attention behind her, their metallic fingers snapping shut inches away from her body, securing her arms to her sides. "N-No!" She struggles against her restraints, futilely attempting to break free as her face turns red with rage and humiliation.

Abby curses under her breath and launches herself at the robots holding Melina, swinging wildly in an effort to knock them off-balance. "Let her go!" she shouts furiously. Tiffany freezes in place for a moment, unsure of what side she should take in this confrontation before deciding it's safer not to get involved at all and quickly ducks into her cell instead.

Kate watches the unfolding scene with keen interest, debating whether or not now would be the best time to make a move against Abby for trying to protect Melina. Lydia cowers further inside her cell, grateful that she's managed to avoid any direct involvement so far.