"So, how are you feeling now, Valeria?" Dennis asked me, placing various tubs of ice cream on the table, and I never felt that bribes could be so delicious.
"Other than feeling the need to scrub my entire body until my skin is no longer on my bone, I am perfectly fine." I said, taking a spoonful of chocolate ice-cream inside my mouth. It's been so long since I had an ice-cream.
"Why? Are you feeling disgusted with yourself?" Dennis asked me carefully, and I looked up from my tub of ice cream, and gulped as his question felt like a personal attack. I shrugged my shoulders, looking at the ceiling of his office.
"Yes. I am. I know it's wrong to be disgusted with myself, considering how I never asked that man to touch me. But it's just that I can still feel him on my body. I feel... disg
