Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Working To A Deadline

I am in some kind of jail. Two female prison officers approach me - I have been warned about this. They pin me to the wall using an old fashioned strap for knife sharpening . I have to endure a series of painful punishments - if I cry out the sequence will recommence. I hold my breath ; I am determined not to make a sound although I know the punishment grows in severity.

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