Alma
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Page 14: — The men
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Tableau from the side: Alma on the far left, her hand on the dark lady's shoulder, real fear on her face; the dark lady with one hand raised, palm forward: stop. The men are ranged on the right, ominous and threatening, preparing to use their weapons.
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I knew we didn't stand a chance against their weapons. I kept telling her. She ignored me. . .
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The dark lady is larger or the men have shrunk. They are now naked except for their masks, their real cocks are flaccid, and they have no weapons. They are huddled together in the corner of the courtyard, in postures reminiscent of repentant children.
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Then she just took away their power. . .
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Alma and the dark lady are seen from behind, walking out an opening in the concrete wall into brilliant sunshine.
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. . . and we went into the sunlight.
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Copyright (c) 2004 by Harold S. Henry
This script may be
copied freely and used provided that its authorship in each instance is
prominently and clearly attributed to Harold S. Henry.
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