“Movie. Oh great,” i thought. I hated movies. I hated the thought that of winding up in JH's porn collection and Vanessa seeing me. It was always in the back of my mind. But this time it was barely a concern. I had given up any hope of ever seeing Vanessa again. I didn't know what lay ahead of me, but i knew it wasn't home. To my surprise i wasn't lead from the warehouse. Two men supported me as i stumbled behind my buyer, weaving through cots to the back of the place. We went through a big set of doors into what must once have been the offices. Oddly enough the floor was covered in plastic and the walls covered in carpet. I knew what these arrangements meant and i shuddered. Messy and loud. I'd been bought for a movie that was going to be messy and loud. Fuck. Why hadn't i tried harder?
