He took her again.  He used her and then when he was finished he let her fall, tossing her aside like a used rag.  And she hated him even more.  She sat there for few minutes, before she stood and then grabbed the key.<br/><br/>"I'll make sure you pay for this, you bastard" she hissed, grabbed her bag,  then walked to the door, unlocking it and walking out.  She would report him to the Head, what he done was not right.<br/><br/>She walked down the corridor, trying to get herself back under control, but she felt dirty, used but also sated.  She hated him, she would make sure to keep away from him.  She had to find her room, and then go and see the Head.  This was not going to be forgotten.<br/><br/><br/>