Survival 101: With Vivian Bell

Chapter 4: Buy Me A Drink First

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I gasped in shock from the cold clean water that was dumped on to my head, drenching me and splashing the bathroom tiles.

These people were really cautious. After the third degree from Rick I was escorted through a series of corridors—belonging to a prison—and to the shower room. There, awaiting me was a stool with large red bucket of water with a smaller blue bowl beside it.

The person that escorted me was a woman named Karen who used to be a nurse. She felt obliged to mention that to me at least a dozen times so I wouldn't be so hesitant to strip down for her.

Nurse or not, at least buy me a drink first.

Amused by my own thoughts I had disrobed, shyly and she began to wash me by repeatedly dumping water on me and that's pretty much what happened so far.

She was extremely thorough, scrubbing soap through my dirt ridden hair, down my arms and to my fingers. She made sure not to leave a single part of my limbs unchecked; she said it was procedure to make sure I had no bite marks. A real vigilant bunch these lot were, made me wonder how much shit had they gone through to be this prissy over a little mud and blood.

She moved to scrub through the tangles of my hair again, after a bit of yanking and tugging of several knots. She dumped the last bucket of water on me, thus ending her task of cleaning, though the violation I felt didn't leave.

I stood up from the stool, shuddering and spluttering out water while pressing my knees together and folding my arms across my chest. The chilling cold was passing and she was kind enough not to leave bare for long by wrapping a dry towel around me.

"There, sorry about that but Rick's orders."

"S-s-so is he like the leader or something?"

"He has got us this far, though I wasn't around for most of it. He accepted us after—well let's just say the company I was in before wasn't all that right in the head." I wasn't sure what she meant by that but her slipping smile showed me how uncomfortable she was by my questioning. So I averted my attention to Luna.

The mutt hadn't left my side; she sat at a safe distance away from all the water around me. Looking at the lab now and comparing her to my clean form, I decided she needed a bath too. Despite me having shared everything with Luna, I didn't think Karen would feel the same way if I asked to wash Luna here.

I wrapped the soft, white towel tightly under the arms before securing it around me in a knot between my breasts. Karen handed me a second, smaller towel to dry my hair, I took it gratefully and began to dry my tresses.

"How old are you by the way?" She asked curiously, I looked to her.

"Twenty five." Last time I checked that is, she smiled fondly at my answer.

"You don't look it; I would have guessed you to be twenty." She stated grinning down at me, bracing her hands on her hips. I was unsure of how to take her words, noticing my lack of a reaction her grin widened.

"It's a compliment; you are shockingly pretty behind all that...mud."

I couldn't help but blush, what? So I haven't been graced with a compliment in over a year. Forgive me if I am a little abashed.