"Sorry, hon," he says. He walks out, leaving me lying there dripping cum.

Despite myself, I started to cry. Dr. John and Lance had fucked me and left me like garbage. Eventually I got up, put on what was left of my shirt and went to the restroom to clean myself up.

I didn't think I could work there anymore, not after being rapped. And I couldn't even think of sending Susan back to be rapped again.