Olive now doubted whether there'd been any brown to begin with. They wouldn't have given it to her even if there was any. Was Oz in on this? Was it hi... idea? He was a real fucking cunt however good a fuck he was.And now she was lying bruised, battered and, from between her legs, bleeding. And it wasn't just from her abused vagina that the blood was seeping out. Her nose was pressed against the kerb. Her hair was pasted over her bare shoulders and flecked with coal dust and rubbish. Her limbs. Nothing seemed to distract her from it. Lori decided to go on a run in hopes of burning off some of the energy she felt. She awoke the next day and knew instantly something had happened.Some days were fine and she felt sated and others crawled by. Her mind was a complete mess and her anxiety was high. Every time she went somewhere, she found herself attracted to someone. Lori would catch herself staring at them and her panties would be a damp mess. Her body would start to ache for them and all. He strolled up to us and said, "I can't wait to see what you three have up your sleeves for tonight. Phyllis — Michael told me you went over and worked on Act 1 — Scene 1, and you'd also watched them do scenes 2 and 3 as well. What did you think?"Phyllis replied, "I told them both, how marvelous they are with what they're doing. It's the best stuff I've ever seen Michael do, and I've been watching him grow as an actor at this theatre for almost fifteen years. Scenes 2 and 3 shocked me, but in a. I decided that I would rather be a piece of tail than a woman men did not look at.The next day at work, I could tell that by the afternoon everyone knew that I was not a virgin anymore. The flirting became more overt. They were no longer furtive when undressing me with their eyes. Bill asked the men to go to a bar with him after work. I was not invited to come along, but I knew what they would be talking about.The next day the statuette appeared on Bill's desk. I felt embarrassed looking at it..