The hope for better English ;)

I bought the Premium Ginger, so hopefully my English will be easier to read. ;) Unfortunately, it wipes out the code. If I can't turn it off, I will write text and then format it. You can compare it to the scene I posted here earlier. :)

"Justin knows how to be a victim, that's all," she said and smiled. "But he misunderstands Claudia. She's not attracted to him because he was a victim. She wants him because he is smart, shy, and she can make him shine. She doesn't give a shit about his past."

Her confidence that had been actually an arrogance as always annoyed you, but you were also surprised. She didn't talk about Justin like that.

"Justin is the victim," you put it coldly. "Haven't you seen his scars?"

She chuckled.

"Sure," she laughed. "He made sure that everyone around him would tell that moving story about poor genius beaten by his own father and that he still sacrifices himself for his constantly drunken mother. That's exactly what I'm talking' about. He knows what he's doing. He's good at this.”

You shook your head. It was simply offensive.

"And that's why it's good that you're a girl, not him," she said with a mock smile. "Only a boy can suffer on set as Justin does. Because this is an epic tale. He didn't get sexually harassed. It's horrible to be beaten, but people like to hear this story. They want to be a part of that story, as do your parents. They could become proud of themselves for their greatness. They can put a happy end to a story like that. If he were a girl, he'd probably be sexually harassed ever since he learned how to flush water. Nobody would help him. And he would be shattered now, like all those poor girls. There wouldn't be bruises your dad could find, Paul. But as I said," she added and her smile widened even wider, "he is a hero. He's a surviving man. He's been through Hell and he deserved to take his award. He will even fuck a princess in the grand finale. Lucky for him, lucky for you! So obvious that he picked Claudia. That was the feminine version of you he could screw. As a boy, you were always better than him. He was your league for your pity and sympathy. He must have been thankful because he didn't have a choice. But as a girl? Please. You can't compete with him if he turns you into his bitch.”

You listened with shock.

"I know the feeling. You stopped respecting me after I let you fuck me.”

Okay, enough with that shit.

She had gone insane.

It couldn't be that... could it?