The door slid open. A broad-shouldered man with a bald pate and cruel scars for a face pushed passed Mon as he strode into the room.
Norris. Mei's indentured contract holder. "See they got you all cleaned up." His voice was deep, and cold as a morgue storage locker.
Mei croaked an embarrassed greeting that she nearly choked on trying to get out, "Hey boss."
"Took 3 assisted showers to get all the semen off you. Midget had elephant-testicle DNA. 1/2 his wad hit the turds circlejerking over you."
Mei cracked a joke, "Any of them drown?" The intensity of his gaze savagely screwed her to her bed, twisting her guts. Her mouth dried.



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