'Purged' I think they call it." She answered before he asked theinevitable question, "It's when you get rid of your stash of clothes thatyou've built ...p; you decide this shit isn't for me anymore and you throwit all away and you pledge to become a 'real man'. But it never goesaway, not really."Kyle definitely could identify with that notion, his method was more keepit hidden in the back of the closet and don't even address the issue anyfurther by throwing it out - but all the same it was a. "Oh, you think you'regoing to look any prettier? In fact, let's make sure he doesn't." Shegives me a bottle of pink nail polish. "Here," she says to me. "Youdo his nails."I look at Natalie with wide eyes. I try to talk through my tape, butthey can't understand me. The women laugh, and I feel so foolish. Theysit the other guy down, and I start to arrange one of his hands to putsome polish on his fingernails. "Oh no," Natalie says to me, "do histoenails first."The other guy and I are. She had stopped counting her periods, this, originally, had been her way of counting how long she had been in the box, but she had lost count somewhere along the line, and now had no idea of how long she had been held.She had convinced herself for a long time, that release was minutes away, but those minutes, like the days, had passed, and she was still there.She had accepted that she would be there until her captors finally released her. But that in itself was the problem.She had, for a while,. Mark went to his room looked out the window and saw Mandy walking across the estate, he thought to himself like him she must be bunking off school. Mark knew both girls belonged to a street gang and were feared. He went back on the landing heard the door being unlocked and watched as Mandy came through it, he admired the way her uniform hugged her body. Mandy went to the door of their flat unlocked it looked at Mark and said ” you been here 3 days and not showed your cock yet” Mark just smiled.