Silence of the Geisha Horror: Yukis Revenge

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Book: Silence of the Geisha Horror: Yukis Revenge by Bella Lamour, Ophelia Oomph Read Free Book Online
Authors: Bella Lamour, Ophelia Oomph
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“forcible rape” in their Uniform Crime Report (UCR): "The carnal knowledge of a woman forcibly and against her will.
    Yuki stared up at the ceiling of the examination room. She was cold, and anxious, and the pain meds were just beginning to wear off. She knew in the back of her mind that that was a good thing, that masking the pain would make evaluation of her injuries less accurate, but she didn't care. She just wanted to give into the drug-born haze and sleep. Escape her reality for even just a little bit.
    There was a knock at the door and both Rivera and a nurse came in.
    “Yuki.” He stated flatly.
    “Dr. Rivera.”
    He nodded as he put on some gloves. “I know you know exactly what's going to happen. And I also know you know that I have to follow procedure exactly. So I figure there are two ways I can play this. I can treat you just like any other patient I've never met before, or I can be your friend. Whatever is best for helping you deal with the stress of this process.”
    “The first one. We're not friends. I'd rather we not pretend to be.”
    “Understood. As you know, before we begin, I must ask your permission to continue. Do not hesitate if you need to stop, or recollect yourself. Recounting these type of events often can often be frightening or embarrassing. My job is to be reassuring, empathetic, and nonjudgmental as you need it. I will not rush you and your privacy is of the utmost importance. Now if you could, please describe exactly what happened to you, the assailants and your injuries now.”
    “There were three of them,” Yuki started. “Two Brits and a Frenchman...” She went through the rest of the story, listing their heights, what she guessed their weights to be, their hair colors and each and every blow they landed on

Her. It took her over half an hour to relay it all, and although she tried to deliver it with a detached calm, she could feel her voice cracking.
     
    And now it was time for the rest of the trail to begin. Rivera was indeed as by the book as possible. The examination was thoroughly explained step by step as it proceeded.
    First were the photographs of her extensive injuries. The nurse helped her up, and to disrobe, before she was positioned this way and that. It was awful, it was humiliating. But it was only the beginning.
    Next, she was helped back onto the examination table, and her mouth, breasts, genitals, and rectum are examined closely. It was mortifying. The last thing she wanted was to have someone she worked with on a regular basis to know the ins and outs of her intimate bits.
    But he was just doing his job. After all, common sites of injury include the labia minora and posterior vagina. She knew that. Just like she knew he was going to use a Wood’s lamp to detect semen or foreign debris on the skin. Luckily she needed no colonoscapy. She didn't even want to think of the amount of pain she would be in if Julian and his vile lackeys were into anal.
     
    And then of course came the endless lists of tests they were going to take. It started with a pregnancy test -even thought she was on the implant-and then serologic tests for syphilis, hepatitis B, and HIV; all the really fun, heavy hitters.
    After that, any vaginal discharge was examined to check for trichomonal vaginitis and bacterial vaginosis; then more samples from her every penetrated orifice were scraped out for gonorrheal and chlamydial testing. And because of her claims that she had been raped in the middle of her date, there was a mandatory drug screening for flunitrazepam and gamma hydroxybutyrate.
    Then finally, evidence that can provide proof of rape was collected; they already had taken and bagged her dress; but now they gathered smears of the buccal, and vaginal mucosa; combed samples of scalp and pubic hair as well as control samples. The nurse gently took scrapings from under her and then clipped them. Weirdly enough, Yuki was suddenly self-conscious of her neglected and torn up cuticles. She

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