The new guard gets a sexy welcome.
The sun barely crested the horizon when Ethan Caldwell, 23 years old and fresh off a transfer from a low-security men’s facility, pulled his beat-up Ford pickup into the employee lot of Blackthorn Women’s Correctional Facility. The prison loomed ahead, a squat fortress of gray concrete and razor wire nestled in the desolate plains of upstate New York, 2025. Ethan adjusted his crisp navy uniform, the badge on his chest gleaming with rookie pride. At 6’4″, with a lean but muscular build from years of discipline and gym work, he carried himself with purpose, his short brown hair and sharp green eyes signaling a no-nonsense attitude. But beneath the stoic exterior, his nerves churned—this was his first day at a women’s prison, and Blackthorn’s reputation for tough inmates made his old post feel like a …