"Adeku," N grabbed Adeku by the shoulders from behind. He was not a champion, he said, his body jerking at the dark look in N's eyes. He was too weak to say anything else . He was still in a state of shock. N's hands were under her T-shirt. Her bra was ripped open, revealing her dark chest hair. Rape me...don't do that, please! Adek's jeans were pulled down to his knees at once. Adek resisted violently, digging his nails into N's face and slapping his chest. But suddenly he felt his strength slipping from his body. "Help me, Adek," he whispered, his strength drained from him. His legs were spread wide, and a tearing pain shot through his body. Adek clutched the prize in his hand.