‘Hey! Quiet down in there. I can’t kill you, but you don’t need both a’yer knees, savvy?’ the guard shouted gruffly in a thick Earth accent....The panel slid shut and that was exactly what Max was waiting for. He kicked the door as hard as he could along where the lock was still hopefully attached. The door caved in easily under his heavy foot and he felt it slam into the guard, his foot still carrying the door. The follow through on the kick hit the guard and Max heard him slam head first into. She brushed the tangles from her hair. She peeled off her dirty skirt and blouse, suddenly feeling them soiling her skin, traces of Vincent still on them. She dropped them to the floor and grabbed the soap and washcloth, wetting them, lathering and scrubbing her chest, under her arms and breasts, wiping away all hints of what had happened. The washcloth hit the tops of her rolled up stockings. A nice man, a kind man, she thought, the kind of man that would care for her feelings. The kind of man. ” he said, while he turned his head to look at the other cops as he pumped me, “It’s like fucking the Lincoln tunnel.” he joked as he became more forceful in his strokes. I was grunting and my arms and hands were in pain as his full weight bore down on me. “Each of you try this slut out and learn something. This is a training exercise that will teach you how to recognize a prostitute when you see one.” Glen pushed himself off of me and the other officers started to take off their belts, guns. I pulled away and looked behind me, fearing it is her boss. No, was a fuck buddy of mine. He had driven one of the ambulances at the hospital. I started to get up and he pushed me back down. I looked back up at him and then I realized he'd been watching us the whole time. The big bulge in his trousers wasn't hard to miss.Steven looked down at me and told me to continue. I looked up at Lisa and told her to move back towards the benches. No one came out here this late at night as the lights never.