”“Well that’s why we are here and not out there.”“So what happens if you were force to go out there and survive? With no weapon to hunt, wou...d you help others like you helped me and my sister when you have nothing to offer? Would you suck someone’s dick to feed your daughter? Would you sell your daughter’s body for a little scraps of food? There’s gonna be a point where you might turn on your daughter and rape her-““Dad!....Don’t listen to him!” Sam screams as she pounding on the door.Ashtrid. I mean, yes, it qualifies, barely, as sex, but that’s not enough.”“Barely? Either it is or it isn’t!”“Go back to Kansas, Dorothy. You can’t be Vesper to my James Bond.”“Why are you being such a jerk about this?”“You mean why am I being honest? Because anything else results in frustration or disappointment or even anger.”“So you wouldn’t do it with me unless I agreed to do those things?”“We’re not negotiating, Crystal,” I sighed. “You’ve made it clear what you think and I’ve told you what I. That blank look Monica gave me haunted me throughout my afternoon classes. I recalled Jules' warning, and it made me paranoid as I made my way to the bus for the trip back to our apartment. I listened to music and tried to put the whole encounter out of my mind, but the eerie feeling still lingered as I arrived at the apartment.My phone rang just as I walked through the door. I put down my book bag on the kitchen table when I saw it was Jules."Hey." What's wrong?" Monica. She freaked me out a. Well,aside from the fact that I had the starring role. I spend the rest ofthe day with my thoughts in a whirl, no matter what, I can't get theimages out of my mind. Particularly of how gorgeous I looked at theend of the process, and how pretty the blonde girl was, and... ok, Ican't get any of the images out of my mind.The outside mundanity of the drug store conflicts with therevelations I am experiencing. I wonder if this is insanity, butoutside of the images, now safely developed and placed in.