left her clothing in a heap on the floor, which was quickly collected by one of the foot soldiers in black. She took her place in the line, keeping her eyes forward. It wasn’t too long before the line came to a wide open communal shower with white tile. There were dozens upon dozens of chrome shower heads, and under them were baskets equipped with sponges, bath gels, and shampoos. She found an empty shower head and turned the water on, closing her eyes and letting the spray cascade over her face. For the briefest of moments, she started to lose herself in the warmth of the shower. As the water covered her body, though, she tried to keep her mind off of what was to be done with her after she was all cleaned up. But she couldn’t. All manner of scenarios were popping into her head – each more t...

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