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The accused stood, brushing off some of the mud on his body. Glancing down at herself another wave of heat washed through her face. She was filthy, true, but unfortunately for her it was still very visible. No way of hiding the fact that she wasn't wearing a top. Her arms stayed at her side, fists tightly clenched. If she tried covering herself he'd probably take that as weakness. Amy wouldn't do that, no matter how exposed she felt as she was.
Their eyes locked, Amy's shooting balls of hate in his direction, shaking a little. She listened to his words, and finally accepted them. A mistake. Alright. Amy still felt horrible beyond belief, but he willingly submitted to her this time. He did seem sorry. Fine. Just-please go? Shivering from the rain Amy looked up. At least no one else would be about in this weather. She could slink off to take a bath in peace without worrying about being eyed.
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