"Here, have some of my water," Cindy handed this wounded girl her water bottle. Cindy watched the other drink; this girl's stare appeared watchful and...locked on Cindy in the process."Here, you can't stay all by yourself; you will die," Cindy stated."I've never been helped by a white person before," the injured girl confessed with a gulp in her throat. She was frightened and yet brave for the words she shared next. "Where my tribe live, white people don't live."Unexpectedly, this speech was. She felt herself growing excited and quickly turned away, not wanting to reveal her inappropriate musings to anyone, least of all her aunt. N'Korra held the syringe and looked down at the man, strapped to the table. He was currently unconscious, having been abducted in his sleep. She assumed, from his erect penis, that the man was having pleasant dreams of a sexual nature. From her studies of humans, she knew that a human male's penis becoming erect meant that he was sexuallt excited and ready. "Okay." I said trying to sound calm. The tingly sensation in my loins was making it difficult to not just scream out yes, yes, yes."But" I added, "I'm going to resist you. You'll have to make me do whatever it is you have in mind." After all, it was supposed to be against my will."That will be my pleasure." Ingrid said with a twinkle in her eye. She pulled my chestnut brown hair into a pony tail and wrapped it tightly around her hand. "Now let's go see Andre."Andre was Ingrid's current. On one wall was a mirror that I assumed had someone on the other side. The chair was a little cold when I sat down. This made me lose my current state of arousal. A man came in and sat on the opposite side of me. The mirror was to his back. “Hello, my name is Dr. Gladstone and I will be doing your psychological exam.” No one told me about this part so I just looked at him with a blank stare. He said no one is supposed to talk about this part. It would taint the results. “I’m going to give.