Prologue 7
"Timothy,
I am in need of some air." The lady beneath his body spoke up. He got up
from her plump looking body and stepped aside. She reached out with her hands
for him to pull her up. She was fucking obese but she had wads of money in her
purse. She smoothen down the hem of her dancing dress and reached for his hands
to stand up. She then looked away to her friend, Anne who was being humped at
the other side of the pavilion by the other male. She looked back at Timothy
and smiled.
"Nothing
personal, darling. But I felt bored." She reached for her purse. She
wanted to pay him but Timothy declined.
"Its
okay, Mrs Baldwin. Its on my pleasure." Timothy replied as he hitched up
his pants to buttoned them up. The lady looked at him and then leaned over to
lay a kiss on his cheek.
"Perhaps
next week then. Ta da." Mrs Baldwin walked off with her body swaying to
the drugs that was still in her body. She passed by the other couple and pat
the male on his butt.
"See you,
Steven." The lady walked on while the male nurse was still into his humps.
The lady beneath him was passed the moment of having any words to say except
more moans and groans.
Timothy picked
himself up and walked the opposite direction towards the garden separating the
two blocks. He saw some nurses walking their cares, but he was not keen to
intrude on any. He met Marge there, and asked how she was doing.
"Damned
bitches are acting again. We had a fight today in the corridors. I had to
stepped in and got this for my effort." Marge showed him the bite mark on
her right arm. He leaned over and kiss it but she pulled away.
"You are
not getting any from me today." Marge grabbed her things and walked off.
Damned! That
was two ladies who had rejected him. It was then he saw her.
"What
manner of work is this?" The one who spoke was a nurse of the East Block;
a senior in her years, but she maintained her beauty on herself. Her name was
Elaine Mage; once she ran the corridors of the West Block, sweeping her body
against the rich older men, and swapping kisses with the doctors there, but her
arrogant self was a boon to her relationship with the other staff. They plotted
her downfall, conspired and reported her to the Management.
"Elaine
is a bitch. She picked at the patients and gave them favors." The nurses
complained to the Management. "She flirted with Mr. Eddie and caused his
heart to spike."
"And how
did she do that?" The Management asked.
"She
bared her bosom to him or bend over in front of him." The nurses chorused
back in unison. So were the ones who later shared the management that evening
in their bed.
"That's
deplorable."The Management all replied. One rule in the place was
discretion. And that also covered not allowing others to know of your vile
activities. But the final nail to the closure was when the inmates complained.
"She
grabbed my booties" Mrs Wilson told the Management although she did not
had any in the first place. She claimed Elaine grabbed her during her bath
time. The real event was the reversed and Elaine told the other off.
"Get your
own, and stopped grabbing mine." Well, nobody tells Mrs Wilson that. Not
even Mr Wilson who comes over to visit her there. It was he complained to the
Management. They agreed to his words. They had to; he paid in advance for his
wife stay.
Then the
verdict was made by the Management.
"Obviously,
Ms Mage failed to display any discretion towards her antics." They all
agreed to sent her to the crazies end. Elaine Mage could no defend herself for
she was a righteous person, strong in her faith and refused to be used as a
plaything by those nurses or inmates. She could not be dismissed as she had
many years of work there and would had cost a lot to compensate her.
Elain Mage
became the Florence Nightmare of the East Block. She dressed up in her white
nursing frock that covered her legs and arms with the buttons to her neckline,
while she carried a rod in her right hand. She was the tyrant and bane to all
who came to her attention. She once had an inmate lashed to the bedding for
wetting himself; she had him there for a week with no change of clothes. The
doctors did not intervened as that was the East Block.
It was Timothy
who told Paul Miller. He was annoyed at her arrogance, and absolute power over
the place. Paul was convinced that this lady needed to taught a lesson. He got
in also Steven.
"Aye, let
us teach the bitch a lesson." It was Timothy who was the one with the vile
treatment for the inmates. He once spiked the food of one nurse who thought she
saw the savior on the roof. She fell and died that evening when she tried to
scale the roof.
"Lets
rape her." Steven shouted out. He was the sadistic one with the sexual
antics. "I am sure she is a maiden inside her."
Elaine Mage
was not not much of a beauty, with her hair tied up in a bun, and her body was
rather plain on the plumier side. But she was a woman. So they agreed. Steven
lured her to the dungeon and the two joined him to take turns on her. She was a
fighter which made Paul upset, that he rammed her head against the walls several
times. He was not to know but he actually caused her brain damage. She was kept
there for several days by Timothy when she could had been cured if she was
allowed to see the doctor. All of that added up her joining the rest in the
same block. Elaine Mage never recovered. She went into a series of mental
breakdown and then total remission on her sanity. It was not her who suffered
but by her child was born prematurely and the midwife took their displeasure on
the kid.
The kid name
was Kabib, named by the doctor then.
Why Kabib?
"It
sounded like a name and its unique. He is unique to be alive." The doctor
replied.
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