"Little Man"

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Julia

The man carrying me is large each foot step he takes creates a loud thud. We enter a room and he sets me on a cold metal counter. He takes my gun. Crap he's going to undress me! Then he takes my knife out of its holster around my calf and the knifes strapped to my forearms and shoulders.
"Damn you like your knifes little man, don't you." He chuckled softly as he spoke and started removing my tags. Read them! Look! I'm not a man! He sets them on a separate metal table somewhere and starts removing my vest. He then removes the thick pants over my fitted ones. Now the only thing left covering me was a thin layer of cloth. Why does my chest have to be so damn flat!
"Little man...your so...small."
Maybe because I'm not a man.
With that he slowly starts pealing my shirt off. He makes it halfway up my torso when he suddenly freezes.
"Little man?"

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