Saffy pressed the receiver close, trying to muffle the hoot of the troopers. On the other side of the backroom window, they had inexplicably filled a condom with shaving cream and were whacking one another with it, waiting for it to pop.
Saffy sees everyone else in her field that isn’t a woman as stupid or racist. There isn’t a single male she interacts with that isn’t a villain in her story.
