a P

of meat displayed

omous, simmering hatred began to disp

and finally at the men crowding the door, my

blood vendetta that they would remember this night, and t

ghter, and the ugly sound seemed to be a

civilian doing anything to bankrupt two

sound of flesh on flesh was swallowed by the bathroom's steam; half a

as she pulled her hand away; warm blood welled up fro

reatened that once the thirty-minute bet was up, she would have her

ave their fun with me right a

d cold. I stared at

e day, she would be the one eating insects o

my face with the back of her hand, and the pavé diamonds on her

a wave of water over the side, washing away the l

n as my bare legs and shoulders were

how long I would last. They threatened to drag me

drew on it deeply, and stated through the smoke tha

and wound her arms tightly around his

ith the civilian this instant-she want

, and agreed to her demand wi

in underworld cruelty. The last ember of warm

aimed he once had real feelings for me, but my lack

irth, shifting the blame to my b

ockroach under his heavy combat boot, then bent down,

fell into the water, its impact send

in the room, my eyes burning

or a high-end escort, insisting I was entirely unfit to survive the ruthless world of t