Page 8 of Risks of Temptation
Santiago steps forward and pulls my blouse so hard, the buttons go flying everywhere.
"Stop it," Naomi screams.
My tears turn to hysterical sobs and screams as another man steps forward and pushes his fingers into my bra, playing with my nipples until they harden.
Naomi and I stare at each other in horror the entire time. She begs Santiago to stop it. I cough from choking on my sobs.
The man pulls my breasts out of my bra cups, and the men in the camp make lewd shrieks.
Santiago's dark eyes only fill with amusement the more distressed Naomi and I get.
It seems to go on forever, until Santiago orders, "That's enough. Pit. Now."
Naomi and I are dragged to the hole, and I somehow manage to get down it but collapse on the ground. She follows and pulls me into her lap. I spend the rest of the night crying, unable to get the smell or feel of Santiago's men or Zaka off me.
