The van stopped in front a huge building with many small windows. Two women in uniform got out of the van, and walked around it. They opened the backdoors, and told the passengers to get out.
“Look at that” a ginger-haired woman mumbled, behind the barbed wire. “Fresh meat”
Both hands and feet chained, the new inmates shuffled forward. Once inside they were each separately brought into a room, where a correctional officer, and another woman, were waiting for them.
“Take off your clothes, please” the woman ordered, while putting on a pair of gloves. The ‘please’ didn’t make it sound any less commanding.
“What?” Deb asked, panicking.
“Take off your clothes” the woman repeated impatiently. “I need to make sure you didn’t bring anything illegal with you”
“Like what? And where would I have put it?” Deb protested. She wrapped her arms around her, as to protect herself.
“Look, I know this must be humiliating, but you should’ve thought about that, before you killed someone” the woman replied cold and insensitive.
“I didn’t kill anyone! I was framed!” Deb exclaimed, furiously.
“Uhuh” the woman nodded, distracted. “That’s what they all say. Now, get on with it. There’s more where you came from”
Reluctantly, Deb started to undress. The woman slid her fingers between Deb’s legs. Deb clenched her teeth and fists, in silent protest, as the woman slid her fingers inside her.
When the woman removed her fingers, Deb sighed relieved. “Lean forward, please” the woman ordered. Deb wanted to object, but the woman gazed at her so threateningly, she gulped and obeyed.
The ‘investigation’ was finally over, and the woman removed her gloves and tossed them in the trash can. Then she grabbed a package, wrapped in plastic, and handed it to Deb.
“Put these on” Deb accepted the package. “How old are you?”
“Eighteen” Deb replied, her heart beating painfully.
The woman nodded. “Some of the girls in here have been alone for too long” she explained. “Don’t let them make you do something you don’t want to do, alright? If that ever happens, I want you to tell me”
After that, Deb was dismissed.
“Look at that” a ginger-haired woman mumbled, behind the barbed wire. “Fresh meat”
Both hands and feet chained, the new inmates shuffled forward. Once inside they were each separately brought into a room, where a correctional officer, and another woman, were waiting for them.
“Take off your clothes, please” the woman ordered, while putting on a pair of gloves. The ‘please’ didn’t make it sound any less commanding.
“What?” Deb asked, panicking.
“Take off your clothes” the woman repeated impatiently. “I need to make sure you didn’t bring anything illegal with you”
“Like what? And where would I have put it?” Deb protested. She wrapped her arms around her, as to protect herself.
“Look, I know this must be humiliating, but you should’ve thought about that, before you killed someone” the woman replied cold and insensitive.
“I didn’t kill anyone! I was framed!” Deb exclaimed, furiously.
“Uhuh” the woman nodded, distracted. “That’s what they all say. Now, get on with it. There’s more where you came from”
Reluctantly, Deb started to undress. The woman slid her fingers between Deb’s legs. Deb clenched her teeth and fists, in silent protest, as the woman slid her fingers inside her.
When the woman removed her fingers, Deb sighed relieved. “Lean forward, please” the woman ordered. Deb wanted to object, but the woman gazed at her so threateningly, she gulped and obeyed.
The ‘investigation’ was finally over, and the woman removed her gloves and tossed them in the trash can. Then she grabbed a package, wrapped in plastic, and handed it to Deb.
“Put these on” Deb accepted the package. “How old are you?”
“Eighteen” Deb replied, her heart beating painfully.
The woman nodded. “Some of the girls in here have been alone for too long” she explained. “Don’t let them make you do something you don’t want to do, alright? If that ever happens, I want you to tell me”
After that, Deb was dismissed.
Rob returned with a notepad, and a pen. He gave both items to Deb and sat down. “They’ll be here soon” he explained. “They asked if you could write your statement down, and sign it. It would save them some time, and they would see it as a sign of cooperation. It’s really important that you cooperate, Deb. Do you understand that?”
Deb nodded scared. What the hell had she gotten herself into?
Rob nodded at the notepad. “Just remember what I told you, and write it down”
Deb gazed at the notepad, swallowed, and opened it. The blank page, staring back at her, looked so uninviting she wanted to shut the book, and smash it against the wall.
“You can do it” Rob encouraged her softly. “I’ll be with you, every step of the way”
Those words seemed to do the trick, because Deb conjured a faint smile, and started writing…
Deb nodded scared. What the hell had she gotten herself into?
Rob nodded at the notepad. “Just remember what I told you, and write it down”
Deb gazed at the notepad, swallowed, and opened it. The blank page, staring back at her, looked so uninviting she wanted to shut the book, and smash it against the wall.
“You can do it” Rob encouraged her softly. “I’ll be with you, every step of the way”
Those words seemed to do the trick, because Deb conjured a faint smile, and started writing…