I play along...

Even though I stopped the video. "Sit" becomes the new inside joke for us. Every time the guys stumbled across a picture of a girl kneeling on a dildo the guys critique how well she's doing at "sit."

The longer it goes on, the more I feel guilty. I finally open up about what's been bothering me.

"Guys, I know you're having fun. Don't you think this is, like, enormously degrading to women? Don't you feel bad watching this? I mean, is this even porn?"

"This isn't real life, Kim, it's just fantasy. We're adults. If everyone is ok with it, then there's no harm, it looked like she was enjoying it anyway." Jeff responded.

"They were forcing her to smile, idiot!" I continued, "You'd be fine with it if we were looking at naked guys doing that?"

"If you want to look at naked guys you can do it without us, but everyone here is fine with looking at nude women."

I rolled my eyes.

"Just relax. It doesn't need to be some big existential thing. As long as everyone is consenting, adults can do whatever they want and like whatever they want."

It made some sense but deep down it still felt very wrong to me.

"I dunno, like, no more guys. This is to weird."

"Don't be like that."

"You can get your own porn and watch it without me."

"We'll see."

"No, we won't."

Soon after the guys took off.