Chapter 6, Rape in the Forest

Now I was standing waist-deep in the water. My feet were in mud. The bank was lower there and permitted my escape from the pond. Bracing my hands on the solid earth above me, I used the last of my bodily energy to lift myself from the water. The dry bank was warm life under my unclothed body.

     I lay there face downward, my forehead on the dusty, naked earth…

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