TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS
"In here, soft things get broken. You got any snacks? Any money? Because everything you own belongs to me now."
I trembled, my back pressed against the cold, peeling brick wall. "I... I don't have anything."
The bully leaned in closer, her breath smelling of stale coffee and malice. "We’ll see about that when the lights go out, pretty face."
Suddenly, the heavy door groaned open. A tall guard with a thick leather belt and a silver badge stepped in. Officer Chris. He looked at the bully with a bored, cold expression.
"Move it, Jackson. Leave the fresh meat alone," Chris barked. He turned his eyes toward me. "You. 7492. It’s time for your familiarity stroll. You need to learn the environment b