A few weeks later

You look proudly at the cover of LA Communist Monthly, and at your fantastic posing besides a statue of Lenin to show your devotion to the workers' cause. The words by the image read Josie Mason, a new face of our movement. The clothing wasn't really your style, a bit too conservative for your tastes, but it was what the magazine had wanted and you went along with it.

Your memory was a little bit fuzzy after a car crash a few weeks back, but you managed to quickly get your life back on track after paying the necessary fines, finding yourself a new girlfriend in Samira, a redhead who you met at a recent rally you attended. You relationship bloomed fast, especially thanks to the tons of fantastic sex you had together. Though you are a lesbian, Samira is bi-sexual, and for her sake, you have agreed to have sex with her in a threesome with a man occasionally, although you far prefer to have her all for yourself.

After the crash you found that you had a strange toy gun on you, but unsure of what it was, you simply stored it, thinking you might show it to someone who might have some idea of what it is, a mechanic friend of yours called Sebastian. At any rate, you are comfortable where you are in life, just where you want to be.