In the stark, fluorescent-lit jail intake, two women, bound by circumstance, find escape in each other's arms. The Latina, her dark hair a stark contrast against the cold concrete, leans against the wall, legs spread wide as the blonde, her eyes hungry and eager, kneels down, pushing her fingers into the Latina's warmth. The blonde's own body responds, her nipples hardening against her thin jumpsuit as the Latina returns the favor, their fingers dancing in a rhythm that blocks out the harsh reality of their surroundings.