"You want me to fuck this animal?" Kazim snarled in disgust. "She has a disease. I'm not that stupid."
Lavender's eyes opened, and she looked between her two captors, trying to blink away the blurriness, trying to pull her head out of Tracey's grip. Was this real? Or a dream? It felt like a dream, but the pain felt real. "Where am I..." she murmured. "Who are you?"