As Paris paraded in front of the cells in her new soft blue pyjama, female cell inmates were looking at her in amazement, their eyes wide open, licking their lips, looking at her provocatively, yet gently, while Paris was looking back with the same provocation that made her famous for. With every cell, a mounting sexual envy was overwhelming the passing females. Paris couldn't wait for the night to come. It was going to be a long night.