a trip turns dark
Other than a few vague images, I only remember the last scene. I pulled up to a drive through. I was driving a red pickup. A couple of women clearly knew me. They asked if my wife got to go on the trip with me. I said “Not that trip, but a couple of weeks later we went down to … weird … I can’t remember … California … I think the Baker City Area. For a concert.” She said, “Oh fun”.
“Yeah”, I said. “Only I am a bit worried. If they ask me, she will have to say ‘Yes’, and they will all Rape her”.
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