As she moved closer to the mirror, then it hit her, “cunt” was written on the right tit, and “eater” was written on the left, she mouthed the ...words, cunt eater, “Fuck” she muttered. Then looked closely at her pussy, she made out the words, “Sarah’s Cunt.” “Fucking bitch,” she muttered again. Rifling through the drawers, she pulled out a washcloth, soaped it up and began scrubbing at the words written on her body, but nothing was coming off. The rough rubbing of her tits and pussy, caused her. Do you think you could do that? Youre joking, right? Men really dont want to watch two girls together, do they? Sharla just nodded and waited for me to speak. All I could say was, Damn, they sure do some strange things here in the big city. Sharla and I had discussed our attraction to each other. She had a boyfriend that she saw on a regular basis, but she was also attracted to women. At this point in my life I had never even kissed a boy, if you dont count behind church when I was in grade. Next to him was a handsome black man, maybe forty-five, wearing golf shorts and a shirt. Mark had realized that Tara was not alone. Everyone stood in the room for a moment where the silence made it seem like forever. Then Tara and Mark laughed and kissed each other. “Danny, this is my husband, Mark. Mark, this is Danny.” She looked at the other man and said, “and you are…?" “George, it is my pleasure, but if you have plans..?” Tara laughed and said to relax and could she get anyone a drink?. With the lack of food at the Camp, I wasn’t surprised that I was unable to vomit. I laid in that position for awhile, but didn’t receive any more blows to my body. When I looked up, the devils were gone. There were no longer screams coming from the shower room. At that moment I was thankful for those two Nazis. I may have been lying naked and bloody in the mud, but I was alive. It took all of the remaining strength in me to do so, but I stood up and made my way to the barracks they.