" Thanks honey, I'll be down in a few."We had a nice quiet dinner that night and it looked like mom was completely unaware of the events of the day. S...e did look very mellow and had a smile on the whole night. I went to bed early and watched the video of my mom getting fucked over and over. The next morning mom went to the grocery store, which gave me a chance to prepare the first screening of her debut performance. I was so scared and yet realized that I needed to be strong for this. She was. I could tell Charity wanted harmony and stability above all else. She didn’t like that we were having a heated discussion over her.“Let’s look at what your three problems are rationally,” I said. My Dad usually said something like that when we brought problems to him as he deconstructed them for us. I looked at Lindsay to see if I was going in the right direction and the look on her face said yes. “The tour was pretty wild. No one can deny the people in this place lead exciting lives. We can’t. They would park their cars on the side of the road just a little bit past mine, maybe a quarter of a mile, and then they'd head towards the beach. The idea was for them to 'stumble' across me in the dunes. They would go to the beach and then walk up the beach towards where I was, I was to listen for them, they new they'd all be talking, when they were pretty close I was to stand up, naked, looking in the opposite direction, shake out my towel and lie back down, making sure I was high enough. "What?! No!." She began to scream and thrash against Gaston's body, trying to escape his steel grip but couldn't. Gaston muffled her screams with his large hand and she bit it. Gaston yelped in pain and slapped her across the face. A red mark was left on her cheek. Belle cried out and nearly fell to the floor until Gaston grabbed her. Behind her, she felt Lefou sticking a needle into her thigh and it only took a few seconds for her to lose consiousness. Hours later, Belle woke up in a dark.