Despite the painkiller injections, I could still feel many gunshot wounds. Then he held me as the Monster raped me too! Sex I did remember seeing writing on a few. I wasn’t a person anymore. I wasn’t a person anymore. Squeezing an ear or finger with pliers might be painful, but not even close to lethal. Somehow a moment later I knew he had a Serbian accent, and in Russian he had said, “No tits and tiny cunt. I wondered what happened to my breasts. Two other doors were open slightly. “Bend over and spread legs.” He took pictures of my butt and privates, then spread my labia with his fingers and took two more. Another three had white powdered wigs from centuries-ago Europe. Mars said, “Welcome to Elysium. Despite the painkiller injections, I could still feel many gunshot wounds. I wondered what happened to my breasts. I stood under a pear tree, facing a vineyard up the hill. He was kind of handsome, but still very frightening. My hair was in long braids, as it had been before I joined the Army.
