Now, thank me."I stared at her, but realised I had to do it. How had I fallen so far insuch a short period of time. I had been so happy to have finall... beenrid of this woman from my life, and yet now here I was dressed as somestupid blonde slut, agreeing to god knows what."Now go," she said, and I tottered back over the car-park, making sure Ikept my head down all the way. I quickly recovered my trousers and shoesand shoved the heels, coat and wig into the bag before heading back intowork.I. The drunk frat boys were still behind her, still cat-calling, and asking why she left. She was terrified. After Trevor, the big one, had tried to rape her in the backyard, she ran. He grabbed a couple of his buddies and gave chase. Now, here she was, heading deeper into the woods, the sunset fading fast, and hounded by three would be rapists. She stumbled over a fallen log and found herself leaning against a fencepost. She looked around as saw she was next to a large yard. The house ahead had. In reality it was a tool he had developed to hypnotize. ‘Always make sure you’re looking at the camera,’ he told Molly. ‘The sexiest thing for you to do is to be looking straight at someone, and you’ll do that through the camera lens.’ The lens of the camera had a faint swirling to it. Along with the disorienting flash it would confound whoever looked into it, helping Joe hypnotize them. ‘OK, great,’ Joe said. ‘Start posing, just get comfortable, always looking into the camera.’ ‘You’re doing. I couldn't handle it. I'm too shy and stupid, and I'm getting tired of it, because you don't deserve that kind of inconsiderate treatment." I looked around quickly, embarrassed that my own voice was rising. I hunched forward, my elbows on the table, hands folded. Ronnie was frowning, surprised but attentive. I confessed, "In order for me to say that, I had to... I had to let somebody get close enough, and right now... you're the only person I know who I'm not afraid to say that to. So... if you.