“Yes, we aren’t bothered with segregation here, the boys have seen all of the girls naked many, many times and the girls see the boys naked every ...hursday evening when they have their medical examinations.”“Oh yes, Dennis said something about a doctor coming here every Thursday, do we get examined with everyone else watching?”“Yes, on that medical couch in the lounge, and it has those stirrups so that us girls can get properly examined.”“You mean an internal exam?”“Yes.”“With the boys. Lips moist. *Its easy to fake it. The men here are so stupid* she informs you. *Only a woman really knows how to make me come.* Lost for words. Try not to let the shock show on your face. *Have you ever been with a woman?* she asks. *What do you mean?* You know exactly what she means. *Together with another woman? Fucking her?* *No.* You say this quietly/ your cheeks burning up. Feel your stomach tightening. You look at this woman/ a cocktail of terror and longing coursing through your blood.. I mean, he opened doors for me, held hands everywhere we went, always responded to text messages like instantly, bought me presents for everything ... He kept doing that stuff, so I just kind of accepted the preaching and going to church. Three years I wasted on that piece of shit.”“Too good to be true,” Jill said. “So, where are you staying now?”Stephanie rolled her eyes. “I’m back home. It’s terrible.”“Nuh uh. Nobody deserves that torture after what you’ve went through. Come stay with. They review electronic surveillance of the subject: landline and mobile phone call transcripts, e-mail traffic and a swatch of recent photographs taken by one of Anatoly's advanced party, already on the ground. They consider the possible movements of their quarry and pay particular attention to some of the photographs. She has quite a striking appearance but they still want to be sure. There are pictures showing her alone, with others, serious, smiling and laughing, at work and shopping in.