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Hey, beautiful.

How original.

OMG, that was the worst first line ever, lol.

Sorry, I'm not used to these dating sites.

Clearly, haha.

I've heard worse.

Not that much worse, though.

Lol.

Haha, I guess I deserve that.

Not gonna lie, I'm pretty new to this too.

So, what made you want to give it a try?

Just got out of a bad relationship with a guy at my school, so I thought I'd

give the online thing a go.

Me too, actually.

She cheated on me, so... yeah.

Oh my god.

Same here.

Isn't that just the worst feeling?

It really is.

It makes it really hard to trust people.

And trust is super important to me.

Me too, but whatever.

I'm 18, and that's way too young to be all jaded and bitter.

I guess I've always felt like a bit of an old soul.

Oh my god, me too.

Ever since my dad died, it's just been me and my mom.

So I feel like I had to grow up early, if that makes sense.

Oh my god, I'm so sorry to hear about your dad. My dad died too.

I'm really sorry.

Yeah, it happened when I was really young.

Me too.

It was so tough.

Still is, actually. Totally. And it's so hard to talk to people about it. It's

like no one understands what it's really like.

Nobody gets the real me.

Yeah, but I do.

I love

you.

Hello?

Where are you?

I'm not coming. I'm busy.

And what are you so busy doing that you can't come to a party with your best

friend? I'm talking to Brent.

Oh, the famous Brent.

Jesus, you're always talking to him.

I just feel like I haven't seen you in weeks.

Don't be jealous.

I'm not. I'm just saying things are moving pretty fast with this guy.

Especially since he's older than you. College guys could be serious.

creeps. I just hope you're being careful.

Yes, mother.

Look, I have to go. Have fun at your party.

Alright, bye.

Bye.

I'm just nervous.

I know, baby, but I just want to see your beautiful body.

But what if you don't like what you see?

Impossible. There's no way that you aren't as beautiful on the outside as

you are on the inside.

You're so sweet.

How can I feel like you've known me for so long, but we've never met before?

I feel the same way, but it won't be like that for much longer.

I know. I can't wait to finally meet you next week.

Me too. And that's why I'm just asking for one little peek.

A whole week is too long, lol.

Come on, baby.

Don't you trust me?

Of course I trust you, baby.

Hello? Hey, what are you up to?

I'm just getting ready.

Oh, that's right. Your big date is tonight.

Yeah. I'm going to go over to his house and he's going to cook me dinner.

Ooh, sounds romantic.

Yeah, I'm just a little nervous.

Why are you nervous?

Worried that I'm right and you guys are moving too fast?

Ha ha, very funny.

No, that's not the case. I just...

I haven't felt this way about a guy in a really long time.

And that's what freaks me out. I mean, are you sure this guy's legit?

That he's not, like, some mass murderer or something?

You are going over to a total stranger's house.

Yeah, I am sure. I mean, I don't know. I trust him.

We just connect, and he understands me. And even though I feel like a complete

basket case right now, I'm so excited to meet him.

Oh my god, I should have never told you about that.

Oh, and that reminds me.

I was in class the other day, texting Brent, and Mr.

Hughes tried to take my phone.

Oh my god, he's so creepy.

No wonder why he's forever single.

Yeah, could you imagine what would have happened if he saw the pictures I took

for Brent and my phone?

Yeah, and he's such a hypocrite. Like, he was on his phone the whole time I was

on mine.

And he still tried to take my phone.

Oh, whatever.

Anyway, Mr. Hughes should be the last person on your mind.

Yeah, you're right.

Well, listen, have fun tonight. Don't forget to call me first thing in the

morning. I want to hear all about it.

I will. I can't wait to tell you all about it.

All right, and please be careful.

I will.

Brent?

Brent?

Hello? Hello, Kelly.

What?

Mr. Hughes?

What are you doing here?

Where's Brent?

I am Brent. What?

Is this a joke?

Did Janice put you up to this?

This is no joke.

Please, sit down.

Oh, my God. What the fuck? Did you fucking catfish me? You sick fuck.

Oh, my God.

Look, I think you need to take a breath, relax, and sit down. Oh, my God. All the

things we talked about.

All the things we shared with each other. I told you about my dad.

You told me about your dad. Oh, my God. You fucking liar.

There's something else that you shared with me.

It'll come to you.

The pictures.

Yes. The photos.

Come in.

Sit down.

And listen to what I have to tell you.

Why are you doing this?

I see girls like you in my class on their phones every day all year long.

They just hit stuff and they just put it all the way, put it all out to the

world.

You blindly trust whoever you meet online.

And just put it all out there without a second thought.

Girls are acting like sex is a joke.

Where they just pass it back and forth.

Is there nothing sacred anymore?

Huh? They just put it out there?

The click of a button?

Well, I figured I'd teach you a lesson.

I have a perfect memory and very high intelligence, and I've been paying

attention to you.

Everything that you've done, said in my class all year, I've been keeping it up

here.

All of your writings, all of your essays, everything that when you speak

to the class, I've been taking note of.

Not to mention all the little notes that you leave behind when you pass to your

friends and it's thrown in the trash. Well, guess what?

I've compiled all that data and all those details about you to put together

a perfect profile on that dating site that you got yourself on.

I knew that you couldn't resist it.

And this is so I can get you right here, right now, where I want you.

So that I can teach you the consequences of your actions.

You're a deluded pervert.

Well, if not, I guess I can just release

those nude photos of you somewhere and be a real shame.

Your mom might see him, and that'll be one hell of a lesson that you'll learn,

huh?

But I'm willing to... Well, I was

thinking that maybe the two of us could have sex, and those photos will just

get deleted.

Permanently deleted.

I'll let you delete them yourself.

You don't want to teach me a lesson. You're just a sick fuck that wants to

fuck all his students. I'm an educator.

I care. I love my students.

Look, this isn't about me.

This is about you.

You're fucking psycho.

Well, it'd be a real shame if those photos would get to... out

to that Ivy League college that you just got accepted to.

I'm sure they'll find them very interesting.

So what do you think?

I'll do it.

Yeah?

Good.

Why don't you stand up and take that.

And do it nice and slow.

It's okay.

Touch me back. Go ahead.

Look at

me.

Look at me.

That's it. Look into my eyes.

Feels a little good, doesn't it?

Just a little bit.

Go on, admit it.

Admit it. Yes, it feels good.

That's what I thought.

Don't you do it like it's gonna be over so quick.

Don't you do it slower.

Oh, yeah.

You want to go all the way down on it, huh?

Yeah?

I'll give you a fucking reason to go all the way down on it.

That's it.

That's it. Now use your hands too.

There you go. That's it.

It's a good little sore.

There you go.

Come on. Get down on your knees. You're not done yet. Suck that dick.

I don't know.

I fucking knew you were the right girl to pick. I knew you were the right girl

to pick.

I'll sue you a little slow, just sit back.

puppy eyes, huh?

You knew you were coming over here because you knew you were going to get

fucked anyway, huh?

Huh? You knew you wanted to get fucked anyway, didn't you?

Say it.

I wanted to get fucked anyway.

That's what I thought.

Put that fucking cock back in there.

There you go.

Huh? It's just not with who you thought it was going to be, huh?

This isn't so bad, is it, huh?

This isn't so bad.

You fuckers on the other side of that door, you were going to fuck anyway,

weren't you? Yes.

Turn around. I don't even want to fucking look at you right now. Just turn

around.

How's it feel on your hand, huh?

Describe it.

You like the way it feels, don't you?

That's because you're a little fucking whore.

You want to fucking talk back inside you, don't you? Yeah, say it.

Convince me.

I'd like to think that you learned a lot through this experience.

And that, who knows, maybe someday you'll look back and you'll even thank

me.

I will never fucking thank you. The only lesson that you taught me is how fucking

disgusting you are.

I'm going to teach you a fucking lesson when I go to the fucking cops.