Nude photos

Doe opens the folder and sees a plethora of photos of a nude girl around their own age of 24.

"Why can't I look like her?" She clicks through the images, looking at Annette's perfectly fit body, tight abs, and toned legs. She pauses briefly on a picture with only Annette's completely hairless pussy in focus. She views the model's thin inner labia fully exposed. After what felt to her like an eternity, she flips to the next image. "She's utterly perfect."

John wraps his arm around her and looks at her, despite the fact that she's looking away from him. "You don't want to look like her." He tries to reassure her, again waiting for her to move away from him or push his hand away.

Instead, she turns to look him in the eyes. "And why the hell not?"

"Because, inside she's ugly. She's a controlling, self-centered bitch. Now, it's getting late. Why don't you go upstairs, dry off, and put some dry clothes on. I'm going to change anyway. Then we can watch a movie or something if you want." He smiles at her, knowing he's cheered her up slightly.

Doe keeps looking at the screen, pondering what John had just said. "Ok, yeah, sure." She says, halfheartedly.

John pushes the lid of his laptop closed, grabs it off her lap, and sets it on the coffee table. He offers her hand to help her up, which she mindlessly accepts. Doe heads upstairs to dry herself off and put her pajamas on while John puts things away and turns the lights off.

Just after Doe reaches her bedroom, there's a knock at the door.