"Oh my god.The power that's there. The potential. Oh god." He closed his eyes,fighting back against visions that swam through his mind, struggling tog...asp them. He swam through a sea of ideas, grasping at one, thenanother, till a picture began to assemble. Slowly, he forced the imagesinto a coherent whole, and processed them, looking through them slowlyand methodically. He gasped. "I know what she is."Suddenly, she stopped being his reflection, and attacked him. He fellbefore her, landing on. The pulled down a lane for about a half mile and pulled up to an old trailer, Doug went to the door and motioned her "Get your ass in here" she entered the dirty trailer, he told her to sit at a desk in front of a laptop "we are going to see what you do on that site, your gonna show me how slutty you are"he sat to the side out of camera range and told her to begin, she went through a few guys and stopped on one "keep going" he yelled'"dont stop until you see a guy way younger than 18" are. It was a short drive, and soon I found myself in a very upscaleneighborhood, big houses, curved driveways, big lawns. Rounding acurve, I saw the house number next to a gate, and pulled up in thedriveway."I am here, Sir," I texted.The reply came quickly as the gate began to open, "pull round right,enter @ door with yellow light. Instruct inside."Pulling around the right side of the house, I saw a yellow light above adoor. I parked next to it and walked up to the door, opening it andlocking it. ." Any of you. What do you think about when you masturbate? I wanna know."Silence.Look. I knew they liked me, OK? And I could see them getting hard inside their swimsuits when we were swimming in the lake and they were looking at me in my bikini.I was just setting them up but they needed some help."I see you guys looking at me. Do you ever think of me when you jerk off?"More giggles. Boys!"Yeah, OK, like yeah, we do." We? How do you know to say, 'we'?" Well shit, Lauren Rose. You're a pretty.