Nighty off. ‘Come on that’s a good girl. That’s right there oh you must have been a lovely young girl. Now look where you are’ he kept jabbering.
‘Don’t worry now I’ve got you’ blackness said.
Blackness lifted her off the wheelchair and lowered her into
the uncomfortably cold water.
Oh, oh she stuttered O O OO.
She stared into his dark black eyes trying to see him and he see her-lifting up one breast with the nonchalance of a child licking a lollipop, blackness rubbed it lifting the soft swelling flesh up cleaning under it and around- pushing it to her underarm then he cupped it and let cold water drip off her erect
Defence versus determination.
She closed her eyes.
She felt it.
Blackness lifted the other breast this time he kept rubbing the nipple-intermittently washing her neck rubbing the foamy water behind her neck holding her with one arm around her back his hand under her arm pit-washing with the other always returning to her nipple and her plump soft breast.
Squeezing softly and lifting-holding and jiggling-lust screaming.
Mercy you must come.
She closed her eyes then opened them.
Under and over her breasts he gathered them together like two pearls in an oyster a sensation ran though her-a knowing sensation from years ago years and years and years ago-an out of place defilement but also stimulating those latent long dead senses.
Indifference said ‘you ok there I’ll get the towels back in 10’
‘Sure’ Blackness said ‘I can manage here’
He stared at her then lifted a lazy breast up and licked it-licked its faded reddy brown nipple and looked at it.
Scared and stimulated she closed her eyes.
Maybe he’ll drown me.
Her throat was dry from fear nothing nothing there.
Rubbing her leg he built up a lather by running his hand up and down-up and down the scaley mottled skin.
Meanwhile he kept her from slipping into the water by keeping his arm around her back.
Why she thought! Why is your voice silenced. Why when your dying all you want is mercy and a peaceful death. But no; medicalised society insists life at all costs except in cases of defenceless abortion.
She could hear some commotion coming from the corridor. Blackness in this new way of living said nothing didn’t blink or care blackness was focused.