Karida - Episode 4

Erotic Substance

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CHAPTER 4

Liberation

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Karida hadn’t fully realized her weakened dehydrated state until the cool night air hit her as two soldiers whisked her away to an awaiting helicopter. The strong breeze both hindered and strengthened, making her painfully aware that her body had went through a week of malnourishment, yet at the same time awakening it with fresh oxygen.

The ascending helicopter was so odd and exciting, and the blades so powerful as they took flight into the dark sky. But best of all was how her long hair felt as it blew about loose and free for the first time in her life.

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Landing on the roof of the embassy, Karida was escorted into the building and met by two female staff members. An American and an Afghan, known as Mary and Mehri

“You’re safe now, Karida. Take care,” the U.S. soldier who had found her said with a warm smile.

“Thank you,” she replied in English, reaching out and hugging him before he turned to leave. She was then led down a long hallway by the two women and into a clinical room where an Afghan female doctor was waiting to examine her.

From there she was taken to a large bathroom by Mary. Fascinated by her light skin, blonde hair, blue eyes and warm friendly American accent, Karida only admired the physical attributes through shy glimpses as the woman turned on a shower for her.

“We’ve got some new soap and shampoo here for you, and Mehri will be back with some comfy pajamas and a fresh towel. Is the water too warm for you, sweetie?”

“No, it’s perfect. Thank you.”

Once the neatly folded items were brought in, Karida was left in privacy to bathe. Looking into the mirror, this was the first time she saw the effects of being down in the earth for a number of days, along with stains from the altercation between her and Omar. Much of the blood had been cleaned off by the doctor, but there remained enough to chill her with the newly formed memory that was sure to last forever.

The constant flow of water felt so good to Karida as it poured down against her tired sore body, lathering every inch as she felt she was washing away all that she had been stained with for the past seventeen years.