Brooklyn was sitting at the table quieter than all her friends with a sly grin on her face. As the last day of school drew secretive and her friends talked about their plans for the summertime and their hope for the next year. She just played along and gave generic reply, she did n't ask to pretend plans for future twelvemonth, she already had the residue of her life planned out. There was something none of her friend knew. She had a boyfriend and not just any old chump like the son at her schoolhouse, she had a existent man. He was a photography student at the university. They started talking after he liked one of her Instagram posts almost a year ago. A friend had taken a snap of her with the clouds and a leafless tree behind her, it looked astonishing and so Dwight Lyman Moody. Clicking through to his profile she saw his art and it was beautiful. When she saw a post asking for exemplar she started to picture herself in those photos. After sending a protagonist request he messaged her and they started talking. When it came clock time to fulfill and guide some test snap she lied and said she was 18, it was silly to make her waiting another six calendar month when she could be a good example now, and it gave her an excuse to be near him. She was shy at first but they really hit it off that first day. After the psychometric test shots were done, they went out for a umber and talked for hour. He told her about his program to move to Paris and get a professional photographer working for a mode theatre to support his art project. After a lot more talking online they had a few more date. They could n't see each other as very much as she wanted because she knew her Dad would n't okay of her dating an aged guy, he was very protective of her. She Knew why, she saw they way that men looked at her and had had more than a few uncomfortable interactions with the unity that wanted more than to look. She both hated and loved it. But She felt safe with Zack, he did n't ask her for nude painting or make sex `` laugh '' with her, he loved her not her body.

As the year had drawn to a close Zack told her he was going to be moving to City of Light in the summer as he had an internship. She begged him to let her get with him, and he agreed. She had to assure him the trueness about her age, she would twist eighteen before they left but would n't consume a passport. He was angry at first but told her he knew a few multitude who might be capable to help oneself. After they made up he had asked her to avail with his final exam project, he had to do a `` witch shoot '' variety of sexy but nada nude. He wanted to do a beach theme and shoot her in a bikini. She felt condom with him, he had always said he was happy to wait for the right meter, Paris would be the right time she thought to herself. The shoot was fun, if a little embarrassing. She had n't done anything like this before, once after she asked Zack if he wanted to catch some Z's with her and he said he wanted to wait, she had done a aphrodisiac niggling dance for him and taken her top off but there had n't been any cameras. She had tried to retrieve of all the aphrodisiac clip photos of female child that boys like to put on their paries. She got so excited she even let him take a duo of her topless, for his eyes only.

The day after school ended she packed her bag and left a note for her parents, they 'd be sad at first but they 'd be happy for her once Zack was a famous lensman and her a framework. Besides, she was eighteen now, an grownup. She had to catch a bus out to a parkland on the northward of the urban center where Zack would pick her up and they 'd aim to pick up her fake pass. It was so commove. She had dressed up for him in that plaid annulus he liked, coming down to just above her knees, long white windsock, Mary Janes and her favored shirt, it was so pretty with little prime embroidered on it. Stood there waiting for him in the car Park next to her travelling bag she was so hopeful thinking about her new life.

When Zack had pulled up she kissed him deeply and told him she loved him as they drove off to bug out their new life sentence. They drove for hours, well out of the city and passed a few small towns. She had wanted to kibosh a few metre for solid food but Zack had wanted to get there as soon as possible, he had some bottled water for her though. Just after it started to move around dark he had pulled up to a world loo and got out to stretch his legs, When they set off again he told her to kip as they 'll be there soon and she wanted to depend reside for her passport photograph, he was so caring, she was so lucky. As the car pulled up to the theater she woke up, it was iniquity and they had been driving for hours. It was so distant but she thought, the sort of people that make pseudo passports must like it that way. Opening the car door he told her to leave her bag as she wo n't postulate it. The house was immense and looked like some variety of sumptuosity lodge, not what she imagined the den of a forger would consume looked like. Walking through the nominal head room access the hall looked like something out of a magazine, forging must pay well. Through another door and into a large lounge an older man in his 50 's well dressed with a large belly is sitting drinking a whisky and smoking a cigar.

'' This is her then ? ``

'' As ordinate '' replied Zack `` Do you have the money ? ``

Why was Zack asking for the money, was n't he paying, she thought. Putting down the whiskey and holding the cigar in his sassing the man lurched his way up and picked up a small leather bag handing it to Zack.

'' $ 200,000 as agreed. She is still intact ? ``

'' Yes she clearly knows what she 's for as you saw with the photos and video so I do n't reckon she 'll postulate practically convincing. ``

Confusion swirled in her head as she tried to understand what they were saying.

'' What 's going on Zack ? ``

He let out a lowly laughter and looked down at her, `` We are n't going to capital of France. Well you might be, I do n't really care what happens to you after I leave. ''

Lifting her chin to look her in the eyes `` I 've just sold you to this man. I have kidnapped you. I used all those pictures I 've taken of you to put you up for sale on the net. With you being a virgin and so willing to leave I was able to sell you for a lot ''.

All the breath left her and she stared up at him.

'' How long do you imagine until they start looking for her ? '' The man asked.

Dropping her mentum Zack replied, `` I would n't take on her though any aerodrome soon but I do n't think they 'll look too hard. She left a note and will just be another fugitive, as planned. ``

'' Well thank you very much, let me know when you have any new stock. ``

And with that he turned around and left. She was in seismic disturbance and did n't even sense time passing.

She turned around when the man called to her, bringing her out of her daze. He was sitting in his president again and pointing at the base in front of him. She felt empty like she had just been punched in the belly.

'' cum here. ``

Slowly she walked over.

'' Now I 've paid a lot of money to have you brought here. I now own you. You are my property. To do with as I wish. I can plow you like a jimmy car and care for you, or I can use you in a undivided sitting like some great meal. The endure pick you will ever make is how useful you will be for me. You exist now only for my joy and I will require it from you. ``

She looked back toward the Charles Francis Hall and thought about how long they had driven to get here and she did n't even see the way they took. She could take heed Zack driving off getting quieter and more distant.

'' Even if you do escape, remember I have those photos and they 'll be all over the cyberspace before you get back. And thanks to your note everyone will know you left willingly. Now if you 're going to be a good trivial girl and do as you are told, kneel in front of your proprietor. But if you need to be taught your seat, abide standing. ''