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http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/
"I'm sorry," Stephanie sobbed. "I shouldn't have come here."
"No," Melissa corrected her. "It's OK. What happened?"
"I was raped." Her legs wobbled, and Melissa guided her to a chair.
She spoke to her companion in rapid-fire French and the woman moved
back inside the boat.
Melissa turned back to Stephanie "Where? Here?"
"At home. My boyfriend had a couple of friends over when I got home.
They decided they all wanted to take me." She sniffed, not quite sure
where to go from there. "So they did."
"When?"
"Just now." Stephanie shook her head. "Half an hour ago. I ran down
the hill. I didn't have anywhere to go, so I came here." Melissa went
back inside the boat for a moment and reappeared with a paper napkin,
probably liberated from the dining table. She handed it to Stephanie.
"Would you like me to take you to the hospital?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Would you like me to take you to the police?"
"No!" Stephanie said, with enough horror in her voice to plant some
promising seeds of doubt in Melissa's mind.
Melissa's companion returned, holding a large brandy glass. She handed
it to Stephanie. "Drink this," she instructed, kindly.
http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/
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