Rose even cheered up: for free, she washes with soap. Then they will give her a roof over her head for free, and also a prison ration. Of course, it"s unpleasant that the guards look at her like that, but she"s beautiful and she has nothing to be ashamed of.
The woman washed her bare feet of black paint. She has a very good figure thanks to her athletic lifestyle - like a young girl with firm breasts, but her face shows that she is much older. However, no more than thirty in appearance. Rosa was proud to look so good.
So she washed herself, they shouted to her:
- Enough, stop!
She went out. And the warden put her fingers in her mouth, as if Rosa could carry something away or steal something. And the other woman jailer still paw in the bosom and anus. Which was humiliating and disgusting. And probably not only Rosa, so the warden climbed with her bare fingers without bothering to put gloves on her hands.
Rose endured, although she was humiliating, ashamed, and even hurt. The matron's nails scratched her tender, intimate places in the womb and fifth point very much.
But at last the agonizing hours of an already completely unnecessary search were over.
And Rosa was handcuffed and led again. A young woman even thought with surprise: will they really lock her up and the cell naked? But it can't be. Prisoners are not legally allowed to be kept naked. Yes, at least some shoes she is obliged to give out.
But they really took her to the locker room. Where they should issue official clothes, if there is no permission, wear your own. Rose was given only a striped dress on a naked body. The dress had numbers sewn on instead of her last name.
Rosa asked:
- What about panties and a bra?
The matron replied sternly:
- There is a special order of the commandant, do not give you official underpants and a bra!
Rose asked in surprise:
- Why is that?
The jailer replied sternly:
- You can hang yourself on them!
The young revolutionary spread her hands:
- Why am I a fool to hang myself? At most, in a few months I will be released!
The matron nodded angrily.
- Everyone says so, but they sit for years!
Rosa was now only in a striped dress above the knees, and with bare, bare feet.
The young woman looked at the shelf. There were many different shoes, not very attractive in appearance. But her bare feet were cold. She will be shocked by the humiliation of the search and other procedures, she did not pay attention to the cold, damp, concrete floor of the prison. But now she's just shaking.
Rosa groaned in a plaintive tone:
- My feet are cold, give me at least some shoes!
The jailer replied harshly:
- Commandant's special order! Due to the special danger of a political prisoner, you are forbidden to wear shoes while in custody, as you can use them as a military weapon, or throwing objects!
Rose remarked with a sigh:
But it's so cold in prison! I can catch a cold and get sick!
The matron reassured her:
- We have a good infirmary! And anyway, stop arguing. And they'll give you a good beating!
The revolutionary was surprised:
- Aren't spankings cancelled?
The jailer nodded.
- During the war they were reintroduced! So humble yourself, beauty - you will be more whole! And at the expense of bare feet, the prisoners quickly get used to this. And soon it will get warmer outside, it"s already spring and you will feel better. And if you have friends in the wild, let them send more rations. So only a small part reaches the prisoners!
Rose nodded vigorously.
- I know it! Corruption will destroy Germany!
The jailer muttered:
- Like Russia!
The young woman was again handcuffed on her wrists and they believed her barefoot, in a prison, short dress, like a slave from the time of Spartacus along the prison corridors.
The camera was now waiting for Rose. Moreover, she would prefer a common one than a single one. In a common cell it is warmer and there is someone to talk to. Moreover, women smell much more pleasant than men, and she would be fine with them.
In order to at least slightly raise the fallen from pain, humiliation, cold in the bare, female feet that are freezing from the cold, concrete floor, Rose sang:
Winter is already fading away
Here comes the spring sun...
Wisdom conquered nature,
In scientific search and hike!
Streams are ringing - snowdrifts are melting,
Where the silver carpet is a stream.
Carnations bloom luxuriantly in May,
And our friendship does not spill!
We love the daughters of nature
When mushrooms grow in spring...
No, you know bad weather
How the grace of Christ rains!
Nature comes alive in spring
The crystal ice cracked.
The planet will become, I believe paradise,
Let the evil fire not ignite the world!
After all, every flower is a universe,
The bug wants to live too.