"Hey, do you remember me telling you about a nineteen-year-old I was going to meet up with?"
"Yes, I remember."
"She sent me a nudie pic.  Want to see it?"
"…"
"No face."
"No."
"Really????????? I figured you would."
"Why would I want to see her naked?
"I don’t know.  Curiosity."
"Dude, you better not fall in love with her."
"Why’s that?"
"Because that’s REALLY disrespectful."
"You don’t know her name, and she doesn’t show her face."
"First, she’s a fucking idiot for sending it."
"It’s the age.  They all do it.  And I agree."
"I was nineteen.  They don’t all do it. And second, if she knew you were passing it around, would she be flattered?"
"I don’t know."
"Or would she be pissed?"
"Both.  Who knows?  I don’t understand the young."
"I don’t know if it’s the age.  I just think she’s dumb."
"That’s a synonym for youth."
"Or has no respect for herself, even though she’d argue she’s a ‘free spirit’ who’s not confined by societies expectations.  Then she’d fucking giggle."
"I can’t believe you don’t want to see."
"You know what I’d see if you sent it?"
"What?"
"That you have no feelings for the girl."
"Of course I have no feelings for the girl. We’ve emailed a few times."
"I’d also play detective, staring at the environment it was shot in, like her dorm room or something. I’d want to see what books she had on her shelf or something.  Then I’d wonder how a girl who read The Fountainhead could be posing naked for herself, setting up her little timer, then sending that shit out there, to virtual strangers."
"So, take a look."
"You know, once I got beyond the size of her nipples or the way she groomed her crotch."
"Both very interesting in her case, by the way."
"Then I’d look at her bedding.  I bet it has flowers on it.  I’d bet she’s blond, with dark roots, but that’s too cliche, so I’m guessing she’s a brunette who envies her blond friends.  She doesn’t have a tatt does she?"
"No."
"One of those tramp stamps?"
"I’m not answering questions about the nineteen-year-old unless you look at her picture. And what’s a tramp stamp?"
"The tatt on her lower back, right above the ass."
"Oh, I prefer to call it ‘a target.”"
"Why would you call it a target?  It’s not on her actual asshole."
"Nooo, it’s something to aim at when I cum."
"Allrightythen."
"…"
"You know, she may have one.  Maybe the photo she sent is full-frontal, and you wouldn’t know."
"I think they show no imagination.  They’re trendy and in, but ugh."
"I think her sending you a naked picture of herself shows no imagination."
"And so it goes.  You want to see it now more than ever, don’t you?"