Run away from the place
From Create Your Own Story
You run out the door, your moist vagina squeaking, your boobs bouncing on your chest. People point atnd stare at you, and laugh as the two officers run after you. You pull the shirt on over your head, as you run. Your waist is still bare, and you feel like crying, because you're exposed, and you have just technically been raped. A tear soaks your eye, and you trip. The two men lift you off the floor and begin to carry you back to the security wing.
You:
