Elana shuddered with potent humiliation as she was paraded around the other women in the prison. Rosie had destroyed her uniform and turned it into a mockery of what it had once been, and through tradings of this and that, had acquired some heels for her to flounce around in. 

The other women looked on her, their eyes hungry and predatory, making Elana feel that much more exposed, but all she could do was stand next to her cellmate and wish for the floor under her to swallow her whole. Her skin prickled from the stares of the hungry women... well most of the women. One woman in particular seemed particular concerned with Elana's situation.

I wonder what will come of that?

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