Another blow came, then another, each one harder and more painful then the last. They landed over the round cheeks of her white ass, back across her i...ner thighs, her outer thighs, and her soft belly just above the shaved mound."Now watch her face," the black man said with a cruel sneer.Crawling on the bed between her spread thighs, he held on end of the yard stick and bent the other end way back. When he released the top end, the tip came down with a vicious ' "Thwrap!" over her open, exposed. Now she found herself hooded and handcuffed, riding in a military transport to some unknown destination. She felt sick to her stomach. She didn't have a clue what they were going to do to her, but suspected she'd be executed as a rebel.The ride plodded on for what seemed like hours. Her arms were getting sore from being pulled behind her back, and breathing underneath the thick hood was difficult, to say the least.Finally, the vehicle came to a rest and she heard the engine turn off. The door. I sat back down on the cot to await the Warden. I stepped back into mypumps and started painting my nails as I whiled away the time. I triedto think of anything but what had happened to my sister. I chain smokedcigarettes while I carefully put two coats of plumb-red nailpolish on myfingernails. It was important to match nailpolish and lipstick, Iremembered what Carmel had taught me.At some stage during my reverie I realised I had no way of removing mymakeup and nailpolish when the Warden. I was washing my face, suddenly I heard a voice excuse me ! I turned and saw it was Archana. I was confused what to say. She said “can I sit here actually I am not felling sleepy”. I said yes sure. Then I said her that I am really about my conversion with my friend. She smiled and said its ok I know you boys are always like that. I said oh no mam I am not exactly like that and like lab lab lab. She said its ok you no need to heisted I can get you. Then we introduced our self. I told her that I.