Feeling his shirt placed over him, Guy's hands pulled at it lightly, as if he were trying to cover his whole body with it. He felt so dirty... so horrible... just so disgusting right now.
"I d-don't... I don't know..." he said, meaning who had done it. As for what had happened, he didn't want to say it. Trying to move, he hissed in pain, his backend throbbing. Surely he'd been torn back there, it felt like he'd had a two-by-four shoved up there.
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Date: 2007-10-01 03:26 am (UTC)"I d-don't... I don't know..." he said, meaning who had done it. As for what had happened, he didn't want to say it. Trying to move, he hissed in pain, his backend throbbing. Surely he'd been torn back there, it felt like he'd had a two-by-four shoved up there.