"Sure, we'll find a way out of here," Melanie said to her friend.
"You going to join us? Three intrepid slaves fighting for freedom?" Roberta asked Sandy.
Sandy looked away, once more donning the coy little dumb blonde look.
Melanie knew her well enough to figure she was retreating into an act. So that was it, she was acting a part, to fool the trainer, no-one else. She didn't think it was just a mental escape from this awful place either. The woman was planning something.
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