Chapter Five
My view of being run out of town was to prove to be very different from theirs, as there was to be very little actual running done by me, and a lot of being caught and punished for failing to run as I soon discovered.
Before me waited two long lines of village occupants: a male gathering gone mad, but one without cages or restrictions, well not for the men anyway. In the multiplicity of different looking males there were two things that added to my fear. The first was that each of them in the twin lines was wearing different defining clothes whilst that is not too scary on its own, the looks of lust on all of their faces was. The second thing about them filled me with terror, each of them, every single one of them was holding a long, thin, very whippy looking switch in their
