Strangways didn’t say another word. What buildings I was trundled through, what menI saw passing before me and what others with whom I was cuffed, all of them and all of it were a mottled,technicolored panorama. He didn't ask again, but stood up near us, like the good bodyguard he was. Humor me, I said, still smiling, but feeling it slide out of my eyes like melting ice.
I had to cradle my breasts, because, thanks to the bra and the neckline, there was no way to cross my arms over my chest. It is perfectly within our laws. Are you alright? I forced a smile. There was no more doubt.
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