#344988 - I was not what you would call feminine, though in many ways I was. Groomed to perfection it was, shone in the light with shades of pale blonde and light brown. A hand had reached for my most private of places and a fat finger had penetrated me where nothing had ever penetrated before, I shrieked and scrambled free of their hands, running as though my life depended on it, my aches and pains forgotten as I fled and leapt wildly across the deck, I lurched myself over the railings and felt the ice cold shock of the cold water strike me and envelop me.
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