Thread: Can She Rise to The Challenge? (beautifulgothgirl and google)

RE Can She Rise to The Challenge? Vanessa was busy rummaging though her purse when she watched the man run by her and back to the front of the line. She watched this young man, and cocked a brow. She looked alittle bothered by this interaction. She didnt believe in anyone being treated like this, man or woman. Turning her eyes away as she looked back into her small white purse. She hadnt noticed the man in front of her, leaning back to talk to her. Pulling a few bucks from the bottom of purse she smiled in a small victory, then heard the voice of the man in front of her. Those huge blue eyes to look up at the man. She would smile at this comment he made and nodded in agreement. Taking a moment to brush some of her thick hair from her face and behind her ear. Tell me about it..Its ridiculous. She joked back as quietly, so the group before them wouldnt hear. One they left, she watched them go and shook her head to the girls walking into the auditorium. Letting her purse fall back to her hip she would stand herself back up straight. Fixing her small white jacket to her torso, always fidgeting with herself to make sure she looked presentable. It was a curse giving to her by her mother. When your father is of such high status in the community, you always had to look your best. Waiting until the man before her left to inside the auditorium, as she walked up and got herself a quick cup caramel ice. Thanking the man, and paying him she would turned and headed inside. It was such an old place, but she love the fact this place had been here forever. It held a nostalgic beauty. Taking and deep breath, she readied herself as she walked in to the auditorium. She looked around at the people. There was a good amount there, most of them.agreed with this mans stance on life. Seeing her group of friends near the middle of the rows she made her way to the seat and sat down. She looked out onto the stage, and just wanted. Then, he walked out. The man that stood in front of her in line for coffee. He began to talk, and joke with the giggling crowd as she made a disgusted face. She had enjoyed the interaction she had with that man and it made her sick she even remotely smiled at him and agreed with him for a fraction of a second. Moving her lips as if she had a bad taste in her mouth she pushed her coffee off the cup shoulder and onto the floor. Gross She mumbled to herself. The girls and boys around her began to raise their hands, and ask questions to their speaker. None of them, bad questions. All curious about this life style, and the more Vanessa sat there and listened the more angry she became. Not only at the man, infecting this people but that these fellow people believed in this. As there was a moment, she would raise her hand. Once called upon, she would stand in her seat. Yes.I have a question She said as some people looked at her, others kept their eyes on the stage. Many girls in the group wanting to ask to be participants in his films and the men.wanted to be him. How do you sleep at night? She asked him, putting her hands on her hips. How do you sleep at night, knowing that so many girls.who, so willingly committed to being a part of your deranged sexual acts..have blown their own brains out? Her friend smiled. She took a deep breath, looked around the room at her peers. And how do you.feel this way. Why do you want to be slaves? This is abuse to yourselves! Her eyes looked back to the man on stage. So please, tell medo you sleep good at night knowing you a monster of the porn industry? How can you rest.knowing how many lives you ruin. She brushed that hair from her face again, Youre an infection to society. Taking away all that is beautiful and pure about love and the act of love making.and making into.sick and degrading acts. Its horrible.and it shouldnt be the porn girls who take their lives.it should be those that instigate it. Her words were harsh, some people whispered about them, others were a gasp.and said nothing.eyes wife as they waited for the man on stage to answer her.