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No tattoo one except Ruth and the short order cook behind the counter prepping something. “We don’t have to be anywhere so keep going.” I suggested. “Um, ok. Several years ago, I was in a horrible relationship with a guy. He was physically abusive, mentally abusive, and worse of all he had me have sex with all his friends, work buddies, and other random guys. I was raped repeatedly by his work buddies as he laid passed out from too much drinking. One night, that I really remember as if it was yesterday, they laughed and told me that I was going to ‘pull a train’. I ended up having hard painful sex with more than 15 guys that night, that I can remember. They whored me out. They called their buddies who showed up. They tied me to the bedposts, stripped me of my clothes. They had their way with me and it hurt a lot. This went on for an entire night. They put duct tape over my mouth to keep me from yelling for help. 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