There was a comfort with his arm around her shoulders.  A protection.  She went with him back into the main room.  His suggestion that she should remove her uniform wasnt welcome, and she looked at him, "I..I cant, I will be naked" she told him, as if she was ashamed of her nakedness.  It was the bruises that she wore she was ashmed off, but there was one that hurt and she knew maybe  it needed to be looked at.<br/><br/>"But..but there is one patch on my back that really hurts.  May..maybe you should make sure its not infected" she whispered, "I...It hurts" she told him, her gaze dropping to the floor.  She glanced at the cushion, she didnt mind that, she liked the floor, she often sat on the floor at home.  When she ahd been there.<br/><br/>She slowly turned and removed her uniform, revealing her back and buttocks to him.  There were angry welts criss crossed over her creamy skin.  There were a couple that had actually broken the skin, and one across her shoulders that was very red and angry.  She hid herself with her hands.  She still had a soft fuzz over her mound, and her nipples were hard.  There were strips over her breasts, tummy and thighs, but the worst ones were on her back and bottom.<br/><br/><br/><br/>