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Naked, Defenceless

I tasted wet dust. ‘Fuck off!’ My jumpsuit was peeled off. I was in my underwear. ‘Damn, your skin is milky white.’ Icy fingertips danced over my bare back. ‘And silky smooth.’ I wanted to retch. ‘Get off me!’ B.C. squatted down in front of me. I smelled wet sex. Someone grabbed a fistful of my hair and jerked my head up. ‘Come here. Give me a kiss.’ ‘Fuck you!’ I spat at her. Blood and spittle flew out, landed on her naked knees. B.C. looked down. ‘Cunt!’ She drove a backhand across my cheeks. Then she rose to her feet. ‘Haul her up! Spread her legs. Turn on the shower. I want the bitch hosed down, inside and out.’ My bra was tugged off. B.C. pinched my nipple. Her callused fingers felt like pincers. ‘Leaver her alone.’ The curtain moved. A rail-thin, frail-looking girl was leaning against the door jamb. Her voice was low, a flat monotone. But everyone stopped at the sound. ‘Eimile, this doesn’t concern you.’ B.C. removed her hands. Up close, I could see the muscles in her shoulders a

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