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    Hannah just looked even more confused. "I still have no idea what Jane Fonda or the Vietnamese have to do with feminism or anything else. I mostly know her as the excercise tape lady. Could you please explain what the Hell it is you're talking about? This isn't a democracy anymore anyway."

    Sarah shrugged. "Sweet of you to say so but I know what the hood means. No one who's ever been hooded during their arrest has ever lived in the end, although some lived for years afterwards before it finally happened. I'm not naive or gullible."

    Beatrice, meanwhile, was bloody, clamped and gagged. The harsh whipping had torn huge chunks from her shirt and also torn her bra, leaving her battered and bloody flesh almost entirely exposed. The denim shorts had fared better and were still essentially intact.

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    "Well, making her voice turn raw and emotional as she went to 'Nam, she just managed to pick all the wrong positions. What kind of American would fraternize with the enemy and even refuse to bring home soldiers' lettters when she met some of our men?" he jabbed at Hannah. "Scum! But she didn't get her way. Miss Fonda was the kind of disloyal bimbo who always want to be in the limelight" he said, looking at her with wild eyes.

    "You say you know her from exercises, okay, we'll keep your cunt exercised here. You two shouldn't be so deluded by your own propaganda, girls. And you" he turned to Sarah - "No time for you to be so high and mighty about people killed. Lots of people were killed during your revolt. so you should just learn to cooperate with reasonable men.

    Willie removed Beatrice's cruel bit gag and slowly her head slumped a little. She exhaled in short, rasping breaths. Her eyes still didn't open and there was a stench of blood and dried sweat about her. Her face looked glazed, almost unconscious, and didn't move, but when the soldier hit her cheeks with his hand, she moaned and her face twitched; she hadn't really passed out. He tugged at one of the breast-clamps to see how the bound woman would respond.

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