Virgin Flight
Like mother, like sonMy seventy-two hours had come and gone a few days ago. Shikra did indeed send me man after man. I was not to speak unless it was to say, 'Stop'. The men were instructed to simply slide into me and take me until they came, then pull out. Ghost would tell me later these men were frat boys, and sailors, and had been bussed in from prisons and jails in the area. No one asked my name, my opinions on the world stage, or what I...