Her tormentors pushed her down the dusty street before them,never slacking their pace even when she stumbled and fell. With each fall, they forced her to her feet,half pushing,half dragging her along the way. Her tired body was bruised and battered, but because of her fear of them she somehow managed to go on. The gathering crowd of people along the way, instead of offering help,only laughed and jeered as the angry men vented their frustration at her because of her repeated falls. They were oblivious to her pain and felt no pity for her, because after all,she was one of the lewd women of the city, and not one who would get their help. There was no one to help her.