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I looked down at my hands. "His p-p-p-penis."
He cleared his throat. "Was it hard?"
"I think so. Yes."
"You think so? Why the uncertainty? Do you not know what a hard dick feels like?"
My snapping eyes were meeting his sympathetic ones now. Hello, temper.
"I do. It was hard. Are we done?"
"Not at all. Semi-hard or hard?
"Hard."
"Hard. Completely hard, not semi-hard, and he was grinding it against your butt, trying to shove it in your asshole through your jeans. Is that accurate?"
I nodded, shaking with fury. With shame. Fear.
"Had he pulled his hard dick out of his pants, or was it grinding against you through his pants?
Nausea moved through me, because I'd felt it enough to know the answer to that. "He'd pulled it out."
"So it was bare and hard and grinding against you?"
"Yes."
"I'm just trying to get every bit of information I can, sweetie. Details are more important than you think."
"Are we almost done?"
"Almost. And you were just lying there? Or were you fighting him?"
"I was stunned at first. I think the blow to my head maybe knocked me out for a second or two. And I was just trying to breathe. He'd slammed the breath out of me. But after a while, when I realized what was happening, I started to struggle.
"Did he get the button undone? On your shorts?"
"He didn't."
"How tight were those shorts? Were they as tight as the ones you're wearing now?"
I shrugged, hating that he'd pointed something like that out, wishing that my shorts were less tight.
"Stand up again, sweet girl," he told me, voice careful, gentle.
I did it, wondering if I could refuse to do this. Whether they caught the guy or not, this interview was starting to make me feel sick to my stomach. Something was very off about all of it.
Something was very wrong with this cop.
He stood up, looming over me.
"Lift up your arms," he ordered softly.
I did it, trembling.
The motion brought my shirt up high enough to expose my stomach.
His eyes were on his hands as he fingered the waistband of my jean shorts. "So tight. Not an inch to spare here. Were your shorts that day as tight as this?" he asked again.
