She continued thrashing her body, trying to break free from the fingers between her legs. Her movements started to slow down. Her head started to feel...light. “That's it. Just breathe” A voice whispered in her ear.She took a lungful of fumes from the cloth.Both men watched her eyes slowly roll.The last thing she felt was the fingers between her legs, and the world went black.The next day:She awoke slowly. Her head is still throbbing, her body sore from last night’s violation. She heard police. That being said, I return to my story. I had stayed at this particular hotel on several occasions, mostly because it had a free shuttle service, was affordable, and usually had last minute vacancy. It was not the newest one on the block, and was not a chain franchise, but it was adequate. This night was no different. There was a line of travelers like myself at the front desk, stranded overnight by cancelled flights, some with reservations and some without. After a certain time, those lacking. All I will say is, if England is so good why are you here?” His comments left the bar in silence.Later David asked Stanley if he thought there would be a war.Stanley nodded, “The bankers can smell money so they’ll push the Boers into it. They tried once before in 91 and got a bloody nose, which they seem to have forgotten. But they won’t be up against spears this time, as they have had in other colonial wars, and the poor bloody British soldier won’t know what’s hit him. It won’t be fought like. There were signs of bullet holes in the door that had been patched. There was a sign that ran along the top of the building giving the name of the place along with an announcement of full nude girls. One panel of the sign was missing. The metal door facing the side street was painted black.Looking over the sad tableau below, Rose said, “Dan’s description of the strip club was very accurate.”“We’ll have to take his word on what’s on the other side and the back,” Donny said. He looked around to.