The girl jumped back at the pile, fighting her way back into the mass,  pushing someone else to the front of the group. They were back to the strange struggle they were having with each other, and ignored her question.<br/><br/>A big guard walked into the room tossing two dripping girls onto a damp bed in the opposite corner. He turns to the pile and licks his lips, then raises his head back in surprise at the girl not in the pile. The new, dry girl.<br/><br/>"Well hello there pretty. You the protective type? I only need one more girl today, you can save the rest, or choose which one goes back out."