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same boat. I
would do anything for him and he would do the same for me. We are extremely
dedicated to each other.”
    “Dedicated?” I said and looked over Nellie’s shoulder and
watched Brandt staring at me.
    “Yes, you know, as in we’d do anything for each other.”
    Brandt stood on the other side of the glass and stared at
me. When he winked at me, I knew that it was me he wanted. My entitlement oozed
as I looked Brandt in the eyes and smiled.
    “Sophia?” Nellie said and gripped my arm. “I was talking.”
    “I’m sorry,” I said. “What did you say?”
    “Where’s your head, Sophia? When we get into the cab, I’ll
go in first and pull Brandt in with me. Then you allow Conrad to go in and you
get in last. Okay?”
    “Okay, fine.”
    We walked toward the door and Brandt opened it for us. As
Nellie went through Brandt leaned down and whispered in my ear.
    “I could tell by your beautiful body, you are a swimsuit
model.”
    I looked up at him and then caught Nellie looking at me as
if I just screamed fuck in the middle of a church service.
    “Thank you,” I said and blew past Brandt and stood next to
Conrad.
    We hailed a cab and I made sure that we all got into the
backseat in the order that Nellie instructed. I stared out the window as the
streets turned from first class to no class and we were deposited in front of a
theater.
    “Is this place even open?” Conrad said.
    “Yes of course, my brother works here,” Nellie said and
walked toward the front door.
    I walked ahead of the boys and reached Nellie at the front
door.
    “Nellie,” I said. “your brother? Why would you want to be
anywhere he is?”
    “I don’t know if he’s working tonight, but if he is, I
want him to see me with Brandt,” Nellie said.
    “Is Brandt your boyfriend?”
    “One day,” she said.
    “This is a porno house,” Conrad said as Brandt reached
above our heads and held the door open.
    “I know,” Brandt said and chuckled.
    “Anyone want popcorn?” Nellie said as we passed a filthy
concession counter.
    “I’ll pass,” I said and wrinkled my nose at the grimy
counter worker who flicked his tongue in and out at me.
    “Good idea, Sophia,” Brandt said as he walked behind me.
    I looked down at the thread-worn, burgundy carpeting as we
walked down the corridor to the theater and knew my parent’s would absolutely
die if they found out where I was.
    “I hope the cops don’t raid this place,” I said to Brandt.
    “It’s okay, I will officially be a lawyer soon. I’ll get
us out of it,” he said and winked.
    “Where are you going to law school?” I said.
    “Harvard. I’m--”
    “Guys,” Nellie hissed, “let’s stop talking.”
    Conrad turned to me and shrugged. We walked into the
theater room and Nellie stood to the side and let Conrad lead.
    “Make sure you go into the row after Conrad. I want to sit
next to Brandt,” Nellie said into my ear.
    I nodded and walked ahead of Nellie as I followed Conrad
down the dark pathway toward the front of the theater. I saw the typical
occupants of such a place: men sitting alone in long coats and a few couples
already sitting on top of one another. Conrad turned to me and asked where we
should sit.
    “I have no idea,” I said and turned to Nellie. “Where do
you want to sit?”
    “Toward the front,” Nellie said as she nudged me along the
path.
    We crab-walked down the aisle in front of a row of seats
and sat down in order: Conrad, me, Nellie and Brandt on the end. The theater
smelled of smoke and sweat.
    “You sure you don’t want anything?” Conrad said in my ear.
    “Yeah, to go home,” I said.
    I was barely nineteen and my only dates with boys up until
that point ended with heavy petting in the boy’s car. Now I was at a
pornographic movie theater. As much as I wanted to be unlike my parents, I did
want a traditional relationship with a boy of worth. I wanted to be taken care
of and protected and I was pretty certain I was not going to meet

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