The Last Encounter CINEMA 4D, Photoshop, Poser April 2011
Siza came around the corner and gave me the once over with a grin that
looked evil. 'You don't need those clothes' she said giving me a jab
in the shoulder. At this point I was very sorry that I'd not already
hit the road earlier despite my hunger. I couldn't have been more
scared and it's a wonder that I was able to control my bodily
functions. Fern looked at my shriveled state and made fun of me while
she grabbed it, pulled me forward and backed us around the corner and
toward the light. I followed without resistance as she steered my
tender parts. They left my clothes laying on the dock and I was
cornered, backed under the doorway as a car drove by on the highway, not
The two of them were poking at me and making fun of me almost as if
they were calling me out to fight.
I repeatedly glanced at the two of them with fits of shy eyes. Nothing
was said for a little bit which seemed like forever. I was so cold and
I'm sure that I started to shake. I finally asked, 'Let me go. I'm
leaving. You're rid of me. I know that I'm no good to you.'
'You're leaving!? Sure you are.' I really did think that I was done
for and in offering to leave I was hoping that they would just let me
go. I thought that if I promised to get out of their lives it would
give me a reprieve. Maybe they wouldn't just kill or first torture me.
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