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I'm Heather Jarvis, and this is "People Not Pest." At 22, I was arrested and admitted into the masses of incarcerated in our country. I found my so-called [inaudible] bathroom with a burly female officer staring at my naked body, showed a five o'clock shadow, and a look that screamed, "Don't fuck with me." I was addicted, young, and scared, but back then, I still had an attitude that loved to challenge authority. So I shot back my best "Don't fuck with me either" look I could muster while standing completely bare. She nodded knowingly. Her intentions were to break me. "Hands up, shake out your hair, and lift one breast at a time," she said slowly. She got off on her dominance over me. I had no choice. She had the power. "Turn around and place your legs wide apart, bend over, touch your ankle." There was no compassion, no sympathetic gesture for me to cling to. She seemed to be an unfeeling cruel woman. Every defense I had was on high alert. My knees bent a little during my effort. I wasn't flexible. "You can