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Scorched roads shimmered in the intense white rays of the sun as Jessica and George sat in the muddied silence of his car. The brown beaten up upholstery and leather seats wouldn’t help any situation but everything shook with each bump in the ragged road, jostling them both back and forth in the muggy heat that seemed to press in on them, even sweating was no good. It trickled down their necks and backs like warm soup and whilst their hair clung to their heads, the air conditioning done very little to reduce the stifling heat as it only pumped through a few filters, whistling with as much pressure as an asthmatic grandparent and smelling of diluted gas.
Looking out the window, Jessica sat in her sweat, her revealing outfit of low cut and midriff cut off orange top with white hot pant shorts didn't offer up any support against this kind of heat and as a dark and growing map grew down the front of her top, turning it from once a bright orange tank top to a more burnt orange colour, beads of sweat on her brow began to drip down her face and onto her revealed chest. She often had to wear outfits such as this and as instructed by the halfway house shrink, “This will get you out of your shell girl.” she would be told repeatedly.
"Real scorcher isn't it?" George spoke, his words offering nothing more than the last four times he already said the same thing. In truth he was only speaking so to look at her for longer than was necessary but as she responded with nothing more than a shrug each time, the car once again fell into silence.
Leaning her head against the hot window, Jessica tried her best to sleep through the journey or just close her eyes but the car was so bumpy and George wasn’t the type of person you’d sleep next to whilst being in his vicinity. She looked over at him with disgust. She questioned to herself how he could even drive with the base of steering wheel pressed into the folds of his belly fat.
Looking over at Jessica staring, George placed one of his sweaty hands on her smooth thigh and grinned, "Bet your glad this was the outfit today huh?" he garbled out, turning Jessica’s stomach in knots.
She was never allowed to dress herself after her first day in Margaret Thatuals House, a another instruction handed down by the shrink which meant she then had to endure the orderlies groping, tugging, inappropriately touching and causing embarrassment whilst they stripped and clothed her, usually in front of the residents of the house or that red blinking light. She was about to pull her leg away from George and offer some form of rebuttal but thankfully and just in time, his phone started ringing and he had to quickly answer with his thumb on the device connected to his ear.
“Hello George speaking!” he shouted into his hands free, “Yes miss Stanhead is still in my custody.” he then said, causing Jessica to turn her attention to the him “I see.” he paused, nodding his head in agreement with whatever the caller had said. “Well I’m on the B606 at the moment, is there a?” he stopped before saying in agreement, “Ah yes of course.”
Sighing and taking deeper, laboured breaths Jessica assumed that she was now going somewhere else and whatever the call was about, wasn't good news.
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