With the daily threat of violence and enforced p**********n behind her, Josie readily settled into life in the squat.
It was a lazy, easy, indolent life. There was little to do, m*******a was plentiful, h****n was available for a price and when Josie got fed up of (desultorily) cleaning the toilets, nobody seemed to care. She went out on a couple of shoplifting expeditions with Emily, one of the other girls there, but her nerves got the better of her. Even the most dim-witted unobservant shop keeper could not help but notice her anxiety and so the missions were aborted.
Again, nobody seemed to care.
The only activity that the ‘collective,’ as they called themselves, showed any enthusiasm for, was political discussions. These discussions centred around the three tenets of: a) the evils
