Chapter 7: Bitcoin in Prison

“Inmate #45400001, please step forward.”

Benjamin took two small steps forward, his feet connected by chain, and his hands immobilized behind his back, and hears a cold click of a prison door shutting behind him. “This can’t be real.” Benjamin tells himself, and yet, looking to his left, right, up and down is the same view: dirty white walls, etched with names and dates with no meaning to Benjamin. The guard, standing on the opposite side of the gate as Benjamin, unlocked the chains holding Benjamin’s hands and feet together, freeing him to move freely inside a small, windowless room. A panic began to set into Benjamin as the reality of the situation began to hit him. “How can this be?” Benjamin asks himself, over and over.

Benjamin has millions of dollars in bitcoin in the “outside” world, the “real” world. “How can I get out of here?” Benjamin touched the middle of his chest, caressed the alphanumeric code “X564y122ZJ34U777B” subtly hidden in a tattoo covering Benjamin’s chest, and both arms: the tattoo Benjamin got immediately after joining the army, it was the struggle between good and evil, fighting over Benjamin’s heart with the un-noticable code subtly underneath the drawing of Benjamin’s heart, caught between a statue of Athena on one side and a faceless humanoid on the other. When he first got the tattoo, Benjamin thought that the good & evil sides looked distinct, that there truly existed a war between both sides, but time had given him the distance to realize that both sides of the tattoo had coalesced into one giant tattoo over his entire torso, engulfing his heart placed directly in the center. Benjamin hadn’t thought about his tattoos, which covered most of his body, in years. His many tattoos had become just another part of him, blending into the every day scenery of his life, but at this point he stopped and reflected on the good/evil tattoo, and realized that he should have had a few more angels drawn on the ‘good’ side, just to stack things in his favor. Along Benjamin’s neck is a tattoo with the written words “Molon Labe”, an Attic Greek expression indicating defiance, one of Benjamin’s most enduring character traits. But these considerations were of no use to him at this point, and his mind sharply focused on the code: this code was the pass-code to his bitcoin wallet, containing hundreds of bitcoin, which due to the skyrocketing price, was worth tens of millions of dollars in the real world. Benjamin began to rack his brain thinking of…what next. Benjamin had always been able to rely on his innate human spirit and intelligence to escape from even the most confining of situations, and Benjamin attempted to abstract his previous experience and apply it to his current situation.


Goodbye, Benjamin. Love, Jennifer.

Benjamin could feel his heart being ripped out of his chest as she said the words, “I’m sorry, Benjamin. It’s over.” Benjamin heard the words reverberating within his mind, concentrating to a sharp point which landed softly onto his soul and rested in a place that would ache for the rest of Benjamin’s life. Jennifer quietly handed Benjamin a hand-written letter that expanded on the two words “It’s Over” for a full page.

“Is it…Is there someone else?” Benjamin asked Jennifer, with a lost gaze as Benjamin stared at Jennifer’s letter held in the palm of his left hands. Benjamin noticed the red envelope with the hand-written “Benjamin Arbor” on the front, addressing the contents of a broken heart directly towards Benjamin.

“No.” Jennifer recoiled inside herself after the lie escaped her mouth. She had met a Doctor while on vacation near the North Shore of Martha’s Vineyard, and after a short summer fling, Jennifer now found herself 4 months pregnant.

“What…why…what did I do?” Benjamin began probing his new darkness with a flashlight, searching for any answer that would ease the pain currently overpowering him.

“Benjamin…” Jennifer began to search for any consoling words she could find. Inside Jennifer a war raged between the truth and her lies and rationalizations. She couldn’t tell him the truth, it would destroy him. Jennifer promised herself she would tell Benjamin anything. Anything except the truth. “I haven’t been in love with you for the past 2 years.”

Benjamin’s mind immediately began racing, to the wedding in Santa Barbara, to the initial meetings in Phoenix, all of the previous two years flashed before his eyes and he began searching for clues, any sign that what Jennifer said was true.

“What do I do now? Where do we go from here?” Benjamin, always the action oriented individual that Jennifer fell in love with, began to develop a strategy to overcome his newest challenge.

Jennifer began to consider what her future would be like, carrying a child due in 6 months that would soon begin to show. “Benjamin, we can stay friends.” With these words, Jennifer mixed the hemlock with honey and poured the sweetest lie that is told in the end of every relationship.

Benjamin sat, paralyzed and frozen, beginning to slowly survey the thousands of pieces of his life that he must put together one by one, which at that time, seemed to be an exceedingly daunting task. As Benjamin began to open the red envelope to read Jennifer’s letter, she began to walk away. Her heels made a click on the cold, hard tile floor. As Benjamin watched her walk through the door and disappear, he knew that it was the last time he would see her, and a rush of energy spread through his body and exploded into a shower of tears, landing on the red envelope and slightly smudging her handwritten words “Benjamin Arbor”.

Benjamin and Jennifer reunite [Part I]

Jennifer felt Benjamin’s breath exhale over her stomach as she writhed on Benjamin’s bed. Her shirt was off and Benjamin began to remove her skirt as he embraced her hips and breathed in her intoxicating scent.

Jennifer had just returned from her graduation at the University of Kentucky, and had not seen Benjamin for 4 long years. During this time Jennifer had many boyfriends and the guilt began to well up inside her. She thought of herself as a whore: while Benjamin was captured in Iraq she had sex with over a dozen men, many of them one night stands. Jennifer would do her best to pleasure her man of 6 years in a way he would never forget.

Benjamin had returned to Albuquerque the night before, and called around Jennifer’s friends to find out where she would be. Jennifer nearly dropped to the ground and began sobbing when she first caught glimpse of Benjamin in his United States Marine Corps dress suit, with a bouquet of flowers on her front door.

As Benjamin began to voraciously remove Jennifer’s underwear, it reminded her of a Lion feasting on its prey. Benjamin began to kiss Jennifer’s beautiful, soft luscious vaginal lips. As he continued to lick and arouse her passion, he reached up and squeezed her large, full breasts. He slowly and gently began pleasuring Jennifer as only Benjamin could. Jennifer knew she would have to tell him the truth, but tonight she was determined to pleasure him for the 4 long-years he was capture in Iraq.

Dear Benjamin, Love Jennifer

When Jennifer received a letter in her mailbox whose return address stated “Sgt. Benjamin Arbor, USMC” she felt a simultaneous jolt of relief and anxiety surge through her body.

Jennifer had not heard from Benjamin for the previous 3 1/2 years. The last time Jennifer heard from Benjamin was 2 months after his deployment to Afghanistan, as he was adjusting to the new terrain. After his letter, news reports began covering his kidnapping by enemy forces.

Jennifer began to tear open the envelope, her mind exploring 1000 scenarios and wondering what he had to say, and what she had to tell him.

“Dear Jennifer,

It is me, Benjamin. They told me that this letter would reach you. I am headed back to the U.S. Do you still live in Albuquerque? Send me a letter with your contact information:

Sgt. Benjamin Arbor
PO BOX 713
West Palm Beach, FL

-Forever Yours,


In one moment, the entire 15 year history between Benjamin and Jennifer flooded Jennifer’s mind: Elementary school when they were both too shy to talk to each other, Becoming best friends in 8th grade, and their entire relationship between 8th grade and when Benjamin left for Basic Training. Jennifer had not thought about him or their relationship after the first, painful year when media stories kept circulating and the uncertainty of Benjamin’s condition began to slowly unravel Jennifer from the inside-out.

Jennifer was married now, to Sebastian Cumberbatch, a local politician in the Republican-dominated New Mexico State Legislature. Jennifer was 3 months pregnant with her first child with Sebastian, and within a few weeks would begin to show. Jennifer gripped her stomach as she sat down in her front drive-way and began to weep.

Jennifer’s First Time

Note from the Author: This short story is a bit different than my typical short stories. Caution: Not for anyone under the age of 18 or if sexuality or erotica offends you. I may continue writing these type of stories depending on the response by my readers. Please let me know your opinion of this type of story. Thanks.

As Jennifer lay back onto her bed, she spread her legs to show Benjamin the soft, supple folds of her vagina, as she enjoyed the coolness of her bed coverings. A shirtless Benjamin pulsated with desire: a desire to taste this forbidden fruit.

Jennifer knew she had to be quiet. Benjamin had brought Jennifer home to her house after their date promptly at 10:45 PM, but had waited another 3 hours in order to climb in her second-story window after Jennifer’s parents had gone to sleep.

Jennifer began to wrest in anxious satisfaction. Benjamin could smell the sweet aroma of her virginity, which would soon belong to him. He began to move towards her, and reached underneath her shirt and felt her small, soft breasts. Benjamin began kissing Jennifer between the thighs, starting at one knee and slowly kissing a trail, until reaching between her legs when he would gently kiss and suck, satisfying his thirst of many years pursuit.

Benjamin began to focus exclusively on Jennifer’s satisfaction: stimulating, massaging with tongue and fingers, Jennifer began to writhe in excitement, her anticipation began climbing to new heights.

Jennifer could no longer contain a desire filling her entire body: “Be gentle, this is my first time.”

As Benjamin began to slide his penis inside Jennifer, she immediately began to grip him with a soft wetness.

Benjamin was now face to face with Jennifer. He slowly began to explore deeper as she continued to struggle to stay silent, Jennifer began slowly kissing Benjamin on the lips.

Jennifer’s fluid surrounded Benjamin as he continued pushing deeper and deeper inside Jennifer. Jennifer began to spasm as an orgasm filled her body. Benjamin continued thrusting as he turned Jennifer into a doggy-style position. Benjamin could feel Jennifer’s juicing flowing uncontrollably around his dick, and he continued to fuck her until a mountain of pleasured filled Benjamin’s body and flowed into Jennifer. Jennifer gripped Benjamin as a life-giving force. For a few short seconds, Benjamin and Jennifer melted in to one, each breathing heavily after satisfying a desire that was ignited over 12 years before.

Benjamin and Jennifer Date Night (Part I)

Benjamin drove his father’s 1987 Honda Accord speedily through the stop-lights and stop-signs of Murphysborough, Georgia. Benjamin was leaving for Marine Corps boot camp in less than 2 days, and this would be the last time he would see Jennifer, because she had a volleyball tournament in Atlanta, Georgia the next day.

Benjamin hastily came to a stop in front of Jennifer’s house, triple-checked his appearance in the rearview mirror, collected himself, and opened his car door to head up to Jennifer’s door, where he knew her dad would be waiting for him.

“I want her home by 10:45 and not one minute later.”

“Yes sir. Of course. When have I ever brought her late?” Benjamin replied in the most professional demeanor he could muster.

After a few more minutes exchange between Benjamin and Jennifer’s father, a prominent business attorney in Atlanta, Georgia, Jennifer appeared flowingly from the second floor of her 5-bedroom, 6 bathroom mansion. Benjamin’s attention suddenly focused drastically and intensively on Jennifer as she walked down the 14 steps to appear on the same level as Benjamin and her father.

Jennifer was wearing a flowingly white silken dress which emphasized her small waist leading to large, developed and muscular hips, legs and thighs.

Benjamin only became aware that he was standing next to his fiance’s dad when Benjamin was bumped on the arm and brought back to reality.

“Now Jennifer, you be good. Big Volleyball tournament tomorrow.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Jennifer dutifully responded.

As the door closed behind Jennifer and Benjamin as they headed to the car, Benjamin breathed a sigh of relief.

Jennifer looked at him and smiled, and without a word the beautiful young couple walked hand and hand until Benjamin opened the side door of the car for Jennifer, and after she was in the car, Benjamin closed the door, entered the driver’s side and sped off towards the direction of the mountains.

A Short History of Benjamin Arbor and Jennifer Glass

Even before either Benjamin Arbor or Jennifer Glass ever set foot on this earth, their relationship was already forming. Jennifer’s Dad, Bruce Glass, and Benjamin’s mother, Anita Arbor, had been classmates at Georgia Tech, when on the first day of English 101, Bruce sat next to Anita, and in a startled moment, knocked his cup of coffee over, covering Anita’s entire bookbag.

“I-I-I-I’m sorry ma’am! Let me help you with that.” Bruce Exclaimed as the class went silent and the teacher investigated the commotion.

“No need for worry, I keep a handkerchief for such an occasion.” Anita Replied, as the teacher continued to lecture and the students returning to their slumped-over positions.

And so began the initial contact which would result in a tumultuous relationship between Benjamin and Jennifer, which would unfold over the three next decades.

Jennifer and Benjamin were born 6 months apart, and when they were 3 years old, they attended the same day care and would be in the same classes from day care until Jennifer left to college at the University of Kentucky with a volleyball scholarship.

Benjamin’s first words to Jennifer were:

“Hi Jennifer! How’s your Dad’s…” as he slipped and fell in the hallway at their middle school between first and second period, nearly breaking his arm as he fell and Jennifer helped him up.

“Are you okay?” Jennifer asked when Benjamin regained his footing.

“Y-Y-Yes.” Benjamin stuttered before collecting his books and walking away feeling completely embarrassed, with his hand still hurting from the fall.

This experience was the first and the last time Benjamin and Jennifer were to speak, until they both were seniors in high school.

After Benjamin and Jennifer had been dating for almost 11 months, high school graduation would take each of them on very different paths: Jennifer was to attend the University of Kentucky on a full athletic scholarship after being heavily recruited during her high school volleyball career, and Benjamin had enlisted in the United States Marine Corps.

After returning from 4 years active duty, Benjamin returned to the United States to find Jennifer engaged to a lawyer in Lexington, Kentucky.

Benjamin continued to work various jobs in San Francisco, Seattle and New York City.

Benjamin would not cross paths with Jennifer for another 7 years, until one fateful day would bring both of them together.