24 the betrayal


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They hung clustered tight together in the hut,  all with their hands attached to a bar hanging down.  It was still early morning, only the residual heat of the clay oven was left, the day was still warming it up.

Hot enough to get sweaty.  Hot enough for the sweat to run.  Stood pressed close together, it took no time before the sweat was dripping of them.  Stripped of their shorts, sweat mingled between bodies as it ran.

Feeling angry  ..  some fucker was grassed them  up.  Feeling sorry for themselves  ..  fear seeping into them with the heat.  Fearful  ..  they’d caught sight of Shaan stripped for punishment.  Worried as hell for him ..  at what he was going through.  As they stewed in their own thoughts.

For a start, they made an effort to keep their naked bodies clear of each other.  But soon the heat and tiredness got to them.  They gave up bothering.  Hung out.  Being sweated.  Spirits being weakened.


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