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Purity
« on: May 07, 2021, 09:41:53 AM »
“Purity”
Screenplay by Lt. Broccoli
Story by Rexmundi and Lt. Broccoli

Episode 1 – Pilot (MF, Msolo, Voyeur of multiple acts including mf, mmF, mm, mF)


Author’s Note:  This story is fictional.  All persons and places are made up.  The events did not take place, nor ever take place in this world.  This story contains descriptions of rape, violence, bigotry, going to church, and smoking.  The author does not condone any of those activities. 

This story was written in a screenplay format and was modified for viewing on this forum.  The first couple episodes build the story.

This story is a collaboration with Rexmundi, and the start of a series that we’ve worked out.  Once again, thank you for posting the missing sections of ‘The Rape and Brutalization of Diana’.

Many of the acts depicted in this story could land yo ass in prison.  Don’t fucking do’em!

PART 1

FADE IN:



INT. REBECCA’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
A man, Mark Matthews, lays on the covers of a queen sized bed.  The lights are off, but his face is illuminated by the glow of a laptop screen.  It’s hard to see his features by this light, but his dark hair and brown eyes are easily visible by the glow of the laptop.  Mark’s breathing  is ragged and harsh.

REBECCA (O.S.)
What’s she doing now?

The laptop screen shows some kind of nanny cam footage.  It’s of a well-appointed family room.  In the middle of a sectional couch, a gorgeous, long haired red-headed teenager wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts, sits cross-legged staring at a phone.

Mark watches the girl on the screen as his eyes flutter.

MARK
She’s FaceTiming her parents goodnight.

There’s a pause, and what sounds like slurping.

Mark’s attention is drawn from the computer screen to right past it.  He sees Rebecca’s blonde hair, bouncing up and down on his cock as she gives him a blowjob.  When she takes her head off, she stares at him while stroking his dick with her left hand.

REBECCA
Everything ready?

MARK
Yeah.

REBECCA
Run through it again.

MARK
Wait till Michelle’s getting into bed, drive over, park a couple blocks away, get prepped, wait for your signal.

REBECCA
What’s the signal?

Rebecca put her mouth back on Mark’s cock and sucked.  An inaudible sound came out.

MARK
Goodnight Pumpkin.

Rebecca pulls up off of his dick again.

REBECCA
And the abort signal?

MARK
Goodnight Honeybear.

REBECCA
Good, just one last thing.  Need you clear headed before you go.

Rebecca puts her mouth back on Mark’s cock and sucks it with great enthusiasm.  Mark watches the video on the screen and enjoys the blowjob.

EXT. GATED COMMUNITY - DAY
It’s a crisp, clear day.  Beautiful houses, well manicured lawns, and driveways with luxury cars, trucks, and SUV’s line the street.  An older woman walks a designer dog down the sidewalk.  It’s a very well-to-do neighborhood.

I/E. MARK’S HOUSE - DAY
A French Country Home clad in brick and cedar shingles sits with the front door open.  Dark hardwood floors are offset by white walls.  Family portraits line the foyer walls.  The portraits show a lifetime of memories.  A cute young couple in love, that same couple at their wedding, the couple posing for a family picture with a young baby boy, the couple getting older, the boy getting older, a little girl added to the family portraits.

The last portrait on the wall shows the man and woman in their 30’s, standing with a tween boy who was easily up to his dad’s chin and the young 6 year old girl looking pretty in a pink dress.

There are no more pictures in the foyer.  A few photo frames hang along the walls heading into the Family Room.  But something’s missing.  The pictures only show the man and children, and the smile on the man’s face seems different.  In the last picture, the man stands with his son, who is now a couple inches taller than him, wearing a USA Hockey jersey.  The little girl is in the picture with them, and she’s no longer little.

A sound of splashing and frivolity is heard outside through the Family Room.  Through the back door, people are talking on the terrace.  Splashing can be heard from the large in-ground pool below.

Heading down the steps of the terrace, a man wears a Hawaiian shirt and swimming trunks. This is Mark Matthews.  He is lounging on a folding chair, seemingly staring into nothingness through his sunglasses.  Mark is the man from the pictures in the house, and looks like he’s in pretty good shape for a man in his 40’s.

The cacophony of noises and voices fades out as one voice in particular takes center stage, snapping Mark back to reality.

SAM (O.S.)
Dude.

MARK
Huh?

Mark turns his head to the chair next to him and sees Sam.  He is dressed in a polo shirt and cargo shorts.  Sam is a little shorter than Mark, his blonde hair is thinning, and he’s rocking the obvious dad-bod around the gut.  His days of lifting weights are over, replaced with lifting cheeseburgers.

SAM
You didn’t hear a thing I said, did you?

Mark shakes his head.

MARK
Sorry dude.  Was this about a work thing?

SAM
Sort of, but not really.  I was saying that I heard that Stacy from Accounting was single again, and rumor has it that she thinks you’re pretty cute.

MARK
No.

SAM
C’mon, dude.  It’s been 4 years, it’s time for you to start dating again.

MARK
No.

SAM
Dude, it’s time.

MARK
No, man.  I’m not ready.  The kids...

SAM
The kids want you happy.  M.J. is barely home, and Mia’s almost old enough to take care of herself.  They’re not a good excuse anymore.

MARK
Sam, I’m not looking to date anyone.  Even if I were, I wouldn’t know where to begin.  But if I were to start dating, it sure as hell wouldn’t be Stacy from Accounting.

SAM
Why not?

MARK
Didn’t you say last week she was crazy?  Did she suddenly not become crazy?

SAM
No, she’s still crazy, but she’s single.  And I’m pretty sure you’d get laid within the first couple dates, if not the first date.

Mark looks at Sam like he’s nuts.

MARK
First date?

SAM
Okay, a few things have changed since your last first date.  There’s this thing called the Internet.  Google didn’t exist when you started dating Maria.  Cellphones were big and blocky, and you could rent a VHS from Blockbuster.

MARK
I get it, I’m old.  And you’re the same age, asshole.

SAM
I know.  But it’s time to get back in the game.

Mark shakes his head.

MARK
I’ll think about it, but not Stacy.  Call me old fashioned, but I’m not sticking my pen in company ink.

SAM
Deal.  I won’t try to hook you up with anyone from work.

Mark and Sam tap beers, then drink.

SAM
Where’s M.J.?  I thought he was coming home this weekend?

MARK
Nah, that’s next weekend, or the one after that.  Depends on how the tournament goes.

SAM
Where’s he now?

Mark takes a drink.

MARK
Michigan, Minnesota, somewhere in the Midwest.  They’ve got some exhibition games, then time off before getting ready for World Juniors.  Then after that, a bunch of college visits this summer, interviews with different hockey teams in Canada, and dealing with scouts.

SAM
Damn, that’s a lot for a kid to deal with.

MARK
He’s got a good head on his shoulders, but it is a lot to deal with.  I’m trying to push him towards a college that will help him get a good career, but then some yahoo podcaster emails him a way-too-early mock draft of next year where he’s projected to be a first round pick in the NHL.  Like, let’s get through Junior Prom first, okay?

Mark takes a drink.

SAM
Speaking of prom, if he’s looking for a date, I don’t think Michelle would mind going with him.

Mark, who was already looking toward the pool, focuses his gaze on Michelle.  She is a beautiful teen girl with curly red hair, pale skin, and piercing green eyes.  She’s playing around in the pool with the other kids at the party.  Michelle wears a white bikini that strains to contain her ample bosom.  For a 15-year-old girl, she has quite a rack.

Mark turns back to Sam, then back to Michelle, then back to Sam.

MARK
Dude, it’s bad enough you’re trying to hook me up on a date, now you’re trying to get our kids to go on a date to prom?  Really?

SAM
Hey, just saying if he doesn’t already have a hundred girls blowing up his phone, I’m not sure Michelle would mind.  She’d probably enjoy spending time with him.

Mark looks at his friend, then shakes his head.  Sam senses the awkwardness, then starts laughing.  Mark laughs along.  Sam stands up from the chair, shaking an empty beer bottle in his hand.

SAM
Want another?

MARK
Sure.

Sam walks inside of the house to get a couple beers.  Mark appears to stare off into the distance, aimlessly.

In reality, Mark’s attention is hyper focused on Michelle.  The way she moves, the way the wet, white bikini clings to her asscheeks and tits, the way the cool water makes her nipples show through her bikini top.

His gaze follows Michelle as she climbs out of the pool and walks past other party goers and into the house.  Though his head stays still, Mark’s eyes follow Michelle like a predator.  Michelle waves at him as she walks past.

MICHELLE
Hi Uncle Mark.

Mark pretends to be surprised by her walking past.

MARK
Oh, hi ‘Chelle.

Michelle smiles as she enters the house.  Mark’s gaze follows her plump little ass as she mindlessly adjusts a wedgie out of butt as she walks.

Mark checks his phone and notes the time.  3:54 PM.  Sam returns with two beers, one for him and one for his friend.

SAM
I thought this was a no phone day?

MARK
Just checking the time, probably should check the grill in a little bit, get the rest of dinner ready.

A beat.

Michelle walks past Sam and Mark back to the pool.  Mark notices a dull gray ring on her left hand, but says nothing.  He sips his beer as he watches her walk back to the pool, her ass shaking and tits lightly bouncing the whole way.

Mark stands up, taking his beers with him.

MARK
Back in a bit.

Mark walks into the house.

INT. MARK’S OFFICE - DAY
The door opens to a well-appointed home office.  Multiple monitors sit on a mahogany desk, connected to a laptop between them.  A bookcase behind the desk is filled with legal texts.  Diplomas hang on the wall.

Mark closes the door behind him and locks it.  As he sits down in the executive leather chair, he opens the laptop and logs in.  A moment later, he’s navigating to an app called NannyCam.

Mark opens the NannyCam app and scrolls through the footage for the last few minutes.  He sees one camera show Michelle walking through the Rec Room and into the downstairs bathroom.  He switches cameras, and sees Michelle in the bathroom.  After she goes to the bathroom, she leaves the way she came.  He clicks a couple buttons to trim footage from the video feeds, then saves those clips to a different folder.

As Mark saves the secret videos he took of Michelle, he sees a reminder in his calendar.  ‘Teacher Meeting - Tuesday 6PM’.

Mark closes the laptop.

I/E. MARK’S CAR – EVENING
Mark is driving his Gray Mercedes GLB SUV through residential traffic.  The radio is playing some pop music.  Mark is wearing a dark tailored suit with a red tie.

The song is particularly annoying, but he tries to ignore it.  That is, until a voice pipes up from the passenger seat.

MIA (O.S.)
It’s raining tacos!

Mark’s daughter, Mia, sits in the passenger seat singing along to the radio.  She’s a good looking girl at about 10 years old.  She wears a green hoodie and black leggings, and her brown eyes are fixated on a smartphone.  Her long brown hair is tied back in a ponytail.

Mark listens to her belt out the lyrics to the song before lowering the volume as he drives past a sign that reads “Saint Hilary’s School.” 

MARK
We’re here.

MIA
Wow, didn’t I just leave this place?

MARK
Yeah, and if you don’t pay more attention, you’ll never leave it.  It’s almost like you want to be in school all the time.

MIA
Dad.

MARK
Don’t worry, eventually school gets better.  Okay, it doesn’t, but there’s less of it until one day you’re out.

Mark pulls the car into a parking space then turns the car off.

MARK
Anything I should expect this time?

Mia shakes her head.

MIA
Not really.

MARK
Okay.  We have some teachers to talk to, then we have to meet up with some of MJ’s.  Then, we’ll grab some pizza for a late dinner.  Deal?

MIA
Deal.

INT. SAINT HILARY’S SCHOOL - EVENING
Mark and Mia walk down the hallway, looking for the first classroom.  They enter, seeing a teacher sitting at a desk talking to another set of parents.

Eventually Mark talks to this teacher, then the next in a similar classroom, and the next, and the next after that.  Mia gets lost in her smartphone as the parade of unnamed teachers goes on and on throughout the night.

The father and daughter make their way over to the high school wing of the private school, where they go through a similar parade of teachers.  The only thing keeping Mia from imploding into a black hole of boredom is the games on her phone.

INT. HIGH SCHOOL HALLWAY - EVENING
Mark and Mia arrive at the last room for the night, belonging to Ms. Rebecca Hastings.  Mark and Mia are about to walk into the room when they hear the conversation inside get elevated.

KAREN (O.S.)
(shouting)
This is completely unacceptable!  I’ll have your job for this!

REBECCA (O.S.)
I understand you’re upset, but the school-

KAREN (O.S.)
(shouting)
Upset doesn’t begin to describe this!  You are a disgrace as a teacher and should be working at Walmart, not at this school.

INT. MS. HASTING'S ROOM - EVENING
Mia leans in to see what’s going on, but Mark pulls her back, only to walk quietly into the room.  Mia follows.

The classroom is spartan, aside from a few posters preaching modern Christian ethics, one or two hand-made posters describing various passages from the Bible, and a couple posters talking about how great abstinence is.  In the front of the class a married white couple in their 50’s sit facing a teacher’s desk.  The couple look like, well, a typical Ken and Karen.  He’s balding, wearing a polo shirt and khakis while she’s in an overpriced workout suit and a dyed haircut that screams ‘I-want-to-speak-to-your-manager.’

KAREN
(shouting)
When we are done with you, you’ll be lucky to get a job as a barista at Starbucks!  How dare you do this!

The woman Karen is yelling at is the teacher, Rebecca Hastings. 

REBECCA
Ma’am, you need to understand that this school has a very strict policy against plagiarism.  It’s not just that your son cheated on his creative writing assignment, but how he cheated.  He tried to pass off the first chapter of ‘Paradise Lost’ as his own original work.  Then, he decided it would be funny do the same with the Marquis De Sade’s ‘Justine’, but replaced the main character’s name with mine.

KAREN
(shouting)
How dare you accuse-

Rebecca stands up from her seat, keeping her hands on her desk.

REBECCA
How dare you, come into my classroom, threaten my job, my career, because you failed as a parent and raised a cheater.  You should count your blessings that he wasn’t expelled.

Mark stops in his tracks when he sees her for the first time.  She looks like she’s in her mid to late-20’s, and is an absolute stunner. 

Her blonde hair comes down to her shoulders, and even in conservative dress of a button-up blouse and pencil skirt, he can tell she takes great pride in her body and diligently works out.

Karen gets inches from Rebecca’s face.  Ken, for his part, does nothing but sits in his chair.

KAREN
Don’t call my son a cheater.

REBECCA
If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck...

MARK
Is this classroom for competitive basket weaving?

Karen and Rebecca look towards Mark.  Once he has their attention, he continues.

MARK
Oh, hello Karen.  How are things going?

KAREN
What was with that basket weaving comment?

MARK
You’re here, and your son is an idiot.

KAREN
Don’t you dare-

MARK
He’s borderline retarded and damn-near illiterate.  If he wasn’t good at absorbing repetitive head trauma on the football field, he’d be eating crayons in the special ed class.  The fact that he’s in a Creative Writing class when he can barely spell his name is rich.

Karen stares daggers at Mark.  Rebecca does her best to stifle a laugh.

KAREN
I have never been so insulted in all my life.

MARK
Then you haven’t been paying attention.  If you’re done being told how much of a cheater your son is, the rest of us would like to talk to the teacher in a less adversarial manner.

KAREN
I’m not done here.

REBECCA
We have nothing more to discuss.  Mason has failed this quarter.  Be thankful that I’m not failing him for the entire year and calling up his new coaches at Iowa.  I don’t think they’d appreciate what he did here.  IF he actually did that.

Karen turns on her heels and stares at Rebecca.

KAREN
Come again.

REBECCA
Good day.

The two women stare at each other for long moment before Karen huffs and storms off.  Ken follows her.  Rebecca exhales, letting the stress of the encounter out.  Mark waits for Karen to leave before walking forward.

REBECCA
I’m sorry you had to see that.  That’s not my best behavior.

MARK
That’s okay, Karen has a way of bringing that out of everyone she meets.

Mark steps forward, Mia sits next to him.  Rebecca leans in and the two shake hands.

REBECCA
Rebecca Hastings.

MARK
Mark Matthews.  This is Mia.

Mark takes a moment and holds the handshake a moment too long, getting lost in Rebecca’s piercing blue eyes.  The two sit down.  Rebecca gives him a once-over in his tailored power suit.

REBECCA
Mark?  I’m assuming you’re Mark Matthews Senior.  Look a little old to be a student here, and Mia’s a little on the young side for my class.

MARK
That’s correct.  We haven’t met yet, and Mark’s been, well...

REBECCA
He hasn’t been in my class in a month.  Where is he?

MARK
This week, I think Michigan, or Minnesota.  Last month it was Switzerland and Sweden, month before that it was Russia and China, next month he’ll be back home.

REBECCA
Mind explaining what’s going on?  It’s not common for a teenage boy to travel the world this much.

MARK
My son is on the U.S. National Junior Hockey team.  They travel around, play other kids from around the world, go to tournaments, stuff like that.  He’ll be back for a while next month before they get ready for the world tournament.

REBECCA
So he’s a hockey player?  A pretty good one?

MARK
Yeah, you could say that.

Rebecca sighs, then forces a smile.

REBECCA
Mr. Matthews.

MARK
Call me Mark.

REBECCA
Mark, can you answer me one question?  Why is the creative writing course filled with 3 kids who are passionate about writing and every high-level jock in the school?

MARK
Well, the original teacher for the class the last couple years was the wrestling coach, Mr. Gotch.  That was until he died back in October.  There was a series of substitutes since then, until you were hired.  This was supposed to be one of those easy A classes for the jocks.  All they had to do was hand in a short story here and there, spend time ‘brainstorming’ in the gym, and the other kids were given a free period to write.  As long as they handed something in, they’d pass.

REBECCA
So that’s why my class roster looks like the starting lineup of the All-District sports section.  Thanks, I had a feeling about that but none of the other teachers wanted to confirm it.

Rebecca pulls out a tablet and pulls up the gradebook app.

MARK
How’s M.J. doing?  As far as you can tell.

REBECCA
Well, for a student that I’ve never met, he’s doing well.  His work has shown improvement over the year, and unlike some of my other students, he can spell his name and form a sentence.  I look forward to seeing him when he shows up.

MARK
That’s good.

Mark looks at Rebecca, like he wants to say something else but lost his train of thought.  Rebecca is about to say something in return when her phone buzzes.

REBECCA
Excuse me one second.

Rebecca answers her phone.

REBECCA
Hello?...  What’s going on?...  No, she’s not allowed to have that, there’s too much sugar.  You know she’s lying to you, right?...  I’ll be there in about an hour, don’t let her have any more sweets, I don’t care what she says... Okay, thanks, bye.

Rebecca hangs up the phone.

REBECCA
Sorry about that.

MARK
Everything okay?

REBECCA
It’s...it’s a little complicated.  I’m dealing with some stuff at home with my mother.

MARK
What’s wrong?

REBECCA
I don’t want to burden you with this, but long story short she has some medical issues and is too much for my sister and me to take care of by ourselves.  She’s going to have to go into a home soon, but there’s a lot that goes into it.  Just getting her to admit that she needs help is a pain in the neck.

MARK
Hmm...there’s a lot to go through in that.  Have you talked to a lawyer yet about your options?

REBECCA
I’ve barely had time to wrap my mind around everything, calling a lawyer was not something I was looking forward to.

Mark reaches into his suit and pulls out a business card.  He hands it to Rebecca.

MARK
Here.

She looks over the card.  It says ‘Matthews & Finnegan Law Firm, Mark Matthews, Esq.’

REBECCA
You’re a lawyer?

MARK
Of sorts.  We specialize in mostly commercial real estate law, but we work on other cases, as well.  If you ever want to talk, or need a hand going through any of the stuff with your mom, give me a call.

Rebecca spins the card around in her hand before setting it down.  She stands up.

REBECCA
Thanks.  I’ll give you a call shortly.

Mark stands up, and they shake again.

MARK
I look forward to hearing from you.

They smile at each other, holding the shake just a hair too long before letting go.  Mark and Mia walk to the door.

REBECCA
Bye.

MARK
Bye.

Mia rolls her eyes.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - NIGHT
The lights are dimmed in Mark’s home office.  It’s late at night, and Mark has changed into a t-shirt and sleeping pants.  He locks the office door behind him then sits at his desk and opens his laptop.

He spends a moment browsing the internet, searching for the listed faculty at Saint Hilary’s, then creeps on Rebecca’s social media profiles, taking a look at what he can find that’s available to the public.  As he’s surfing, he adjusts his pants a couple times.  He’s getting aroused.  After taking a second look around to make sure that the door is locked, he takes off his shirt.  A moment later, he pulls something plastic out of a desk drawer.

It’s a pink ice cube tray.

Mark slides his pants down and starts rubbing his cock, looking at Rebecca’s headshot on the school website.  After a moment, Mark navigates to a specific folder, the same one that he saved clips of Michelle to from a few days prior.

Mark opens the folder and starts playing the clips.  They show Michelle in various stages of undress around his house.  She’s in the pool wearing a bikini, lounging by the pool, changing in the downstairs bathroom, wearing shorts and a tank top playing video games in the Family Room, bending over the pool table trying to play pool with her friends, taking a shower, checking herself out in the mirror, and others.

Mark is furiously jerking off, getting more and more excited as he watches Michelle on screen.  He pauses the video as she stands completely naked in front of the full-length bathroom mirror, sucking in her gut and sticking her butt out.

Mark groans, and quickly stands as he cums in the ice cube tray.  Spurt after spurt of semen lands in the tray.  After a moment, Mark catches his breath and cleans himself up with his shirt.  He exits out of the special folder on his computer and locks the laptop.

INT. HOME BAR - NIGHT
Mark, now shirtless, fills the rest of the pink ice cube tray with water, then places it in the freezer.

As he stands around, he feels a buzz in his pocket.  He pulls out his phone, and sees a text.  It’s from a number he hasn’t saved it.

ON MARK’S PHONE
The text message reads “Hey, it’s me, Rebecca.  Sorry I’m texting so late, but wanted to know if we could meet sometime soon.

Mark looks surprised.  After a quick moment of saving her number, he replies.

MARK (TEXT)
Sure.  How about Thursday?

REBECCA (TEXT)
Thursday works, but I can’t meet until later in the evening.  How’s 6 sound?

MARK (TEXT)
6 works for me.  That’s usually dinner time.  Feel like dinner?  Do you like Italian?

REBECCA (TEXT)
Love it.  Any place in mind?

Mark thinks for a moment.

MARK (TEXT)
How about La Trattoria?

REBECCA (TEXT)
Absolutely.  See you there. 

Mark sits back for a moment, before realizing what just happened.  He texts Rebecca one last time.

MARK (TEXT)
Btw, is this a work meeting or a date?

Mark sends the message, then internally panics as he realizes what he just sent.  He sees the three dots from Rebecca’s end show up, then disappear, then return, then disappear, then show up again.  Finally, Rebecca sends him a GIF.  It’s the “Why Not Both? ” meme.

Mark laughs, then replies.

MARK (TEXT)
LOL.  See you Thursday.  Goodnight.

REBECCA (TEXT)
Goodnight.

Mark walks out of the bar, fist pumping the air.

INT. LA TRATTORIA - EVENING
A couple days have passed.  Mark and Rebecca sit a table in La Trattoria, a fancy Italian restaurant.  He’s wearing a suit from work and she’s still dressed in her conservative teaching outfit of a button up blouse, pencil skirt, hose, and heels.  A few other tables are occupied, but for the most part they have some room to talk amongst themselves.  Both of them are smiling and laughing.

REBECCA
I mean, what was I supposed to do?  Technically, he did the assignment, and I didn’t say he couldn’t write a story about giant cocks.  It’s just not what I wanted to grade over the weekend.

MARK
That goes to show, every rule exists for a reason, and that reason is usually someone did something crazy, but people in charge couldn’t punish them for it.

REBECCA
Exactly!  Like, there’s a reason that the casino has a sign that says ‘No Motorcycles on Casino Floor.’

MARK
So, you teach creative writing?  Can I guess that you like to write?

REBECCA
Sort of.  I love to write, but I hate writing as a have-to-do thing.  And teaching this course is supposed to be more fun, but like you saw the other day, I have a few passionate students and a bunch of jocks who took the class for an easy A only to have the coach die.  So now I teach 2 classes of Creative Writing, 4 classes of Bible Study, and was drafted to lead one of the after school programs.

MARK
Which one?

REBECCA
It has some long, obscure name about abstinence, but they like to call themselves the Purity Club.

Mark chews on his food and his thought for a moment.

MARK
That sounds familiar.  Do you know Michelle Finnegan?

REBECCA
Yeah, red head a little shorter than me?  She’s in that club.

MARK
She’s Mia’s babysitter, lives across the street from me.  Been friends with her family since before, well, before there was a family.

REBECCA
Really?

MARK
Yeah, been friends with Sam and Jeanne since college.  They got married early, then we went to law school together, graduated, then worked for a couple years before we decided to start our own firm.  He purchased a house, and when the one across the street came on the market, we jumped on it.  That was 8 years ago.

Rebecca looks at Mark’s face, then his left hand, then back to his face.

REBECCA
I have to admit, I was a little nervous when you asked if this was business or a date.  I didn’t notice a ring on your finger, but I didn’t take a hard look, either.  Safe to assume there isn’t a Mrs. Matthews?

MARK
Not anymore.  Maria, she passed away 4 years ago.

REBECCA
Oh my God, I’m so sorry.

MARK
It’s okay, it’s not your fault.

REBECCA
What happened?  If you’re okay talking about it.

MARK
She was hit by a distracted driver.  She had the green light, but the driver from the other way ran her over as she was crossing the street.  It was 4 years ago last month.

REBECCA
If this is too upsetting...

Rebecca looks shook.  Mark reaches over and grabs her hand.

MARK
It’s okay.  I need to move forward.  M.J., Sam, and even Mia keeps telling me it’s time to go out again.

REBECCA
Wait, is this your first date in 4 years?

MARK
Well, more like the 90’s if we’re being technical about it.  We were together for a long time, but when your 10-year-old daughter keeps trying to set you up with her friend’s parents, it’s time.

REBECCA
It’s been a long time since you went on a date.

MARK
Yeah, apparently there’s this new thing called The Internet.  It’s all the rage with the kids down at the mall.

They both laugh.

MARK
Google didn’t exist on my last first date, so I have no game.

REBECCA
Don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you.

They smile at each other.  Mark realizes he’s still holding her hand, but doesn’t let go.  Neither does she.

Until his phone buzzes.  Mark puts down his fork and grabs his phone.

MARK
Oh, that’s interesting.

REBECCA
What?

MARK
Looks like M.J. is coming home this weekend.  His team lost and he’ll be home tomorrow night.

Mark sends a text on his phone, then pauses and looks at Rebecca.

MARK
How would you like to go to a barbecue this weekend?  Saturday afternoon, my place.  As soon as M.J.’s friends find out he’s back for a couple weeks, they’ll try to throw a party, and the best way to nip that in the bud is just throw a small party ourselves.  And the weather should be nice for the pool.

Rebecca thinks it over for a moment.

REBECCA
Sure.  Sounds like it could be fun, and a chance to meet some new people.

MARK
Cool.

Mark texts a message to his son.  The couple continue eating, holding hands across the table.

EXT. LA TRATTORIA - NIGHT
Mark and Rebecca stand in the parking lot next to her car.  It is a red Buick Encore.  They’re hugging each other, smiling.

MARK
I had a great time tonight.

REBECCA
Me too.  Text me your address for Saturday later on.

MARK
Will do.

Mark looks like he wants to kiss her, but isn’t sure if he should make the first move.  Rebecca moves up on her toes a little bit to get higher.  Mark finally takes the hint, leans down and kisses her.

REBECCA
See, you’re not completely rusty.  See you later.

MARK
Later.

She gives him one more kiss before they part.  Rebecca climbs into her car while Mark walks over to his, trying to play it cool and not look back, but failing after a few steps.  Rebecca beeps her horn at him as he keeps walking through the lot, overshooting his car.

INT. MARK’S REC ROOM - NIGHT
Mia and Michelle are sitting on the couch playing video games on the large screen TV.  They’re both dressed in around-the-house clothes.  Mark comes down the steps, seeing the girls engrossed in their game of cars playing soccer.

MARK
Who’s winning?

MICHELLE
Not us.

MIA
On your left, on your left!

The screen shows their opponents scoring a goal, followed by a Game Over screen.

MIA
Dammit.

MARK
Hey, language little one.

MIA
Sorry Dad.

Mark walked over and hugged Mia, then Michelle.  Mia gets up off the couch and hugs Mark again.

MARK
How was she, ‘Chelle?

MICHELLE
She was good, finished homework a while back, had some Mexican from GrubHub for dinner.

MARK
Cool.

MIA
Is that...do I smell perfume?

Michelle turns around to face Mark and Mia.

MICHELLE
Really?

Michelle leans in a little and picks up a faint waft of flowers in the air.

MICHELLE
How’d your date go?

MIA
Did you kiss her?

MICHELLE
You gonna see her again?

MIA
When do we meet her?

MICHELLE
What’s she like?

MIA
Was this that teacher you were flirting with, that blonde lady?  She was real pretty?

Michelle turns to Mia.

MICHELLE
Which teacher?

MIA
Ms. Henson, Haskins, Rebecca something with an H.

MICHELLE
Hastings?

Michelle turned to Mark.

MICHELLE
You went on a date with Ms. Hastings?  She’s one of my teachers, sponsors my club.  What was she like?  She’s really nice.

MIA
Real pretty, too.

MICHELLE
Oh, very pretty.

Mark raises his voice playfully.

MARK
Girls, ladies, stop it!  I wouldn’t so much call it a date.  It was just two adults talking about stuff and enjoying each other’s company.

MICHELLE
That’s a date.

MIA
Did you kiss her?

MARK
None of your business, little one.

MICHELLE
He did.

Mark flashes Michelle a dirty look, then composes himself.

MARK
What I did or didn’t do is none of your concern.  This was just two people who enjoy each other’s company, talking over dinner.

MICHELLE
Must’ve been a long dinner.

MIA
Yeah, real long.  That was a 3 hour dinner, Dad.  Must’ve REALLY enjoyed her company.

MARK
Well, I was also texting M.J.  He’s coming home this weekend.

MIA
REALLY?!

MARK
Yep.  He’ll be home Friday night, we’re gonna have a barbecue on Saturday.  ‘Chelle, tell your family to come.

Michelle shifts a little in her seat.

MICHELLE
Mark’s coming home?

MARK
He is.  Why, looking forward to seeing him?

MICHELLE
Shut up.

MIA
Ohh, she just has a little crush on him.

Michelle swats Mia with a couch pillow.

MICHELLE
Shut up, I do not!

MIA
Chelly likes Marky, Chelly likes Marky.

MICHELLE
SHUT UP!

MARK
Enough!  Mia, go get ready for bed.  Say goodnight to Michelle.

Mia let’s go of Mark and gives Michelle a quick hug.

MICHELLE
Goodnight Chelly.  Thanks.

MICHELLE
Goodnight.

Mia walks out of the Rec Room.  Mark takes a breath, then faces Michelle.

MARK
How was she?

MICHELLE
She was good.  We did homework, ate dinner, then played video games the rest of the night.  How was the date?

MARK
I wouldn’t call it a date per se, we talked about a lot of things, including some legal stuff.  But yes, it went well.  Thanks for staying so long, I took longer than expected.

MICHELLE
That’s okay.  I was able to get caught up on my homework.  Mind if I invite some friends on Saturday?

MARK
Sure, go ahead.  Try not to go crazy.  And here, this is for tonight.

Mark pulls a small fold of money out and hands it to Michelle.  She takes it.

MICHELLE
Thanks.  I’ll tell my parents about the party when they get home.

MARK
They’re not home?

MICHELLE
No, it’s Thursday, they usually hang out with the Swanson’s down the street, don’t come home until late.

Mark nods.  Michelle gets up off of the couch and walks over to Mark, hugging him.

MARK
Thanks for watching Mia.

MICHELLE
Anytime Uncle Mark.

They break off the hug, and Michelle walks out, grabbing her bookbag on the way.  Mark takes a long, hard look at Michelle’s ass as she walks out.

END OF PART 1, POST TOO LONG FOR FORUM
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Re: Purity
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PART 2

FADE IN:



INT. MARK’S HOUSE - DAY
It’s Saturday morning, and Mark is getting ready for the barbecue.  He cleans up the backyard, gets the smoker ready, makes some side dishes, and sends a tall, lanky, younger version of him to the store.  This is M.J., or Mark Jr. 

Mark finishes getting most of the food ready in the upstairs kitchen, but goes to the basement bar to finish off some of the last minute fixings.

He grabs a pink pitcher from the bar, and dumps some ice in it.  Mark grabs the special tray of ice cubes, the ones in the pink ice cube tray filled with his cum, and dumps them in the pitcher.  He then grabs some strawberries and cherries, and places them in the pitcher before dumping all of this into a mixer.  A splash of soy milk later, and he’s blending it all together.  He dumps the mixture back into the pink pitcher and writes on it with a dry-erase marker ‘Smoothies, Lactose Free’.

Mark finishes getting the house ready for the party.

EXT. MARK'S HOUSE - DAY
Fast forward a few hours and the backyard is full of people dressed for an unseasonably warm day in April.  Several adults are lounging around the patio surrounding the pool.  Nearly 40 teenage boys and girls are running around, playing in the pool, or hanging out around the hot tub and yard.

Mark is manning the grill, drinking a beer.  He’s dressed like he was at the last party, in a Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts.  He looks around the backyard, taking in the surroundings.  That’s when he sees Rebecca walking to the grill from the basement.  She’s dressed in yoga pants, sneakers, and a Nike t-shirt.  Her hair is pulled back.  She looks like she could’ve been working out on her way over.  Mark waves her over.

MARK
Hey.  Welcome.

She gives him a quick hug.  He hugs her back, making sure not to hit her with the tongs. 

MARK
Glad you could make it.

REBECCA
Thanks for inviting me.  Wasn’t sure if I should bring anything.

MARK
That’s cool.  Besides, I sent M.J. out earlier to do the heavy lifting.  Speaking of the young man...

Mark waves over M.J.  The younger Mark Matthews looks like a taller, skinnier version of his father.  Considering that the older Mark is over six feet tall, that says something.  M.J. is wearing a pair of wet swim trunks and nothing else.

M.J.
Sup Dad?

MARK
Mark, meet Rebecca.  Don’t know if you two met face to face.

M.J.
Sup.  How you doin?

Rebecca goes to shake his hand, and M.J. tries to be all suave and kisses it.

Mark busts out laughing.

MARK
Dipshit, that’s your teacher.

M.J. looks confused.

REBECCA
Hi, I’m Rebecca.  Hastings.  From Creative Writing.

M.J.
Oh, shit.  I’m so sorry.  I, I just, I-

KAYDEN (O.S.)
(laughing)
You fucked up, boy!

From behind M.J. approaches Kayden Swanson, one of M.J.’s friends.  He’s a couple inches shorter, but has a similar build.  His brown hair is a little longer than M.J.’s moppish look, coming down to his shoulders.

MARK
Kayden, you met Rebecca.

KAYDEN
Yeah, last time I was in town.

MARK
M.J. and Kayden are both on the Junior National team.  Last time they had a break, Mark here went on a trip and had to take a few days off of school.  By the time the trip was over, it was back to Michigan.

KAYDEN
Colorado.

MARK
Whatever.  But how long are you boys in town?

KAYDEN
I don’t know, like what, 2, maybe 3 weeks?

M.J.
Yeah, something like that.  3 weeks.

REBECCA
Well, will I finally see you in class on Monday?

M.J.
Yes, ma’am.

REBECCA
Ms. Hastings in class, Rebecca here.  Okay?

M.J.
Got it Ms., Rebecca.

MARK
Mark, run the grill for a minute, I’m going to give Rebecca the quick tour.

M.J.
Okay.

Mark hands the tongs over to M.J. and takes his beer with him.  He leans over and speaks into Rebecca’s ear.

MARK
Don’t worry, even he can’t screw up the hot dogs.

She laughs.  They walk through the backyard.  Mark points out various groups of people.

MARK
Over here we’ve got our neighbors Sam and Jeanne, they’re Michelle’s parents.  With them are Kayden’s folks, Chad and Melissa.  I’ll introduce you later.

Sam and Jeanne are having a conversation with Chad and Melissa.  The latter two look in very good shape for being 40.  Melissa’s blonde hair comes down to her shoulders, and her figure shows enough curves to make most men cry, but the tone screams lots of hot yoga.  She’s wearing a bikini with a covering shirt, only out of avoiding dirty looks from the other women.  Chad looks like he hasn’t skipped a day at the gym, either.  His naturally darker skin tone belies no hint of age, and his body is fit.  His swim trunks come down mid-thigh and are a little tighter than what is normally worn by most of the men and boys.  The only hint of his age is a little gray in the temples of his hair.

Mark and Rebecca walk past the patio and towards the pool and hot tub.  He points out a group of young men in the pool.

MARK
Those boys, most of them are hockey players, have been friends of M.J.’s since he was a little kid.  They don’t play together much since he went off to Nationals, but both he and Kayden are still officially part of the team.  Wouldn’t be surprised if they laced up for a practice or game while in town.

Mark points out the next group of girls with them.  Most of them are playing around, flirting with the guys or just having fun in general.

MARK
Those girls, the oldest in that group is Sydney, Kayden’s sister.  Most of those girls are her friends, or girlfriends of the hockey team, or both.

The next group he points out are some younger girls, ranging from 8-11 years old.

MARK
Those are Mia and her friends.  You sort of met her on Tuesday.  When she gets her head out of her phone, she’s quite lovely.

Rebecca laughs.  She spots a group of girls over by the hot tub.  Michelle is with them.

REBECCA
And that looks like Michelle and the rest of the Purity Club.

MARK
Huh?

REBECCA
The ‘Let’s wait until marriage to have sex’ Club.  There’s some longer official name, but it’s basically a group of girls pledging to save their virtue for marriage.

MARK
Isn’t that your club?

REBECCA
Sort of.  Admin asked if I wanted to run the club for an extra $100 a month.  I stay after class once a week, grade some papers, and try to keep the meeting from turning into a slut shaming contest.  I’m surprised they’re all here, but I really shouldn’t be.

MARK
Why’s that?

REBECCA
Michelle can be quite the little gossip when she gets excited.  Somebody told her that I went on a date with an older man.

MARK
To be fair, I didn’t tell them.  Michelle is Mia’s babysitter, and she figured it out when Mia smelled your perfume.  Then they put 2 and 2 together and I was on the receiving end of a hundred questions.

The girls in the hot tub look over at Mark and Rebecca.  They sit stunned for a moment.  A gorgeous blonde girl wearing a pink bikini waves.

EMMA
Hi Ms. Hastings!

REBECCA
Hi Emma!

Rebecca walks over to the hot tub.  Mark follows.  He’s taking a quick inventory of the young women in the hot tub.  Going clockwise, there is Emma the blonde, Michelle the red head, two taller brunettes that look identical, a pale skinny girl with dyed blue hair, a petite Hispanic girl, and an Asian girl.  All of them except the Asian girl are wearing some kind of bikini.

EMMA
Wow, good to see you here Ms. Hastings.

REBECCA
Ladies, outside of school, call me Rebecca.

MICHELLE
So, Uncle Mark, you and Rebecca...

REBECCA
We’re just friends.  He invited me over for a nice little party.  It’s a good chance to hang out and get to know each other.  Right?

Emma nods.

REBECCA
And for anyone who doesn’t know Mark, or Mark doesn’t know, you’ve got Emma...

Rebecca points to the girls as she calls out their names, starting with the blonde.

REBECCA
Michelle you already know.  The twins Veronica and Vanessa.  Bernadette.

BERNY
Call me Berny.

REBECCA
Berny, Consuela, and Jing.

CONNIE
I’m Connie.

JING
Nice to meet you, sir.

MARK
Right.  If you need anything, just let me know, or ask Michelle, she knows where everything’s at.

EMMA
Thanks Mark.  Hey, do you have more of those smoothies Michelle’s drinking?  They were pretty good.

VERONICA
Could we get some too?

VANESSA
Yeah, they were pretty good.

MARK
Sure.  ‘Chelle, you mind getting that?  Pink pitcher in the fridge.

MICHELLE
Sure.

Michelle climbs out of the hot tub, her white bikini clinging to her skin.  She shakes off a little bit and shivers as the air hits her flesh.  Mark does his best to not stare at Michelle’s ass as she walks to the house.

MARK
Let’s continue the tour, shall we?

Mark extends his arm playfully.  Rebecca accepts it and they walk to the house, a healthy distance behind Michelle.

REBECCA
Why, thank you. 

Rebecca turns to the girls in the hot tub.

REBECCA
Until later, ladies.

Mark and Rebecca walk toward the house, with her holding on to his arm.  Mark smiles as he looks at her, then as he looks forward at Michelle’s bouncing ass.

INT. HOME BAR – DAY
Mark and Rebecca walk through the house.  Mark is pointing out various features of the house.  As they walk to the bar, they see Michelle standing behind the bar, pouring out the specially made smoothies from the pink pitcher into smaller glasses.  She also has a couple opened beers next to her.

MARK
Off of the Rec Room we’ve got the bar.  Looks like the youngest bartender in Harbor City is hard at work.

To Michelle.

MARK
Those beers are for your parents, right?

MICHELLE
Yep.

Michelle finishes topping off her smoothie and takes a sip.  Mark smiles.  Only he knows the extra-special ingredient he added to the mix.  He’ll have to refill that ice cube tray soon.

She takes the drinks out with her.  Mark watches her carry the drinks, focused on her ass.  He tries not to stare and looks over at Rebecca, who is also watching Michelle walk and carry the drinks.

REBECCA
Think she needs a hand?

Michelle walks out of the house with the drinks, not spilling a drop.

MARK
Nah, she’s fine.

They continue the tour.

INT. HOME GYM - DAY
Mark and Rebecca continue their walk.  They end up in the Exercise Room.  It is a large area to work out, filled with a treadmill, a networked stationary bike, weight machine, bench, professional weights, kettle bells, and one of those mirrors that tell the user how to work out.  There’s even a giant tire, a sledgehammer, and ropes.  The walls are painted green and gold to match the school colors.  It’s almost overkill, but not quite.

Rebecca sees the gym and is blown away.  Mark closes the door behind them once he sees that they’re alone.

REBECCA
Wow.  This is one hell of a home gym.

MARK
Thanks.  M.J. and some of his teammates helped set it up.  They use it during the offseason.  That’s why it looks like this.

REBECCA
This is nicer than the gym in my apartment building.

MARK
Feel free to stop over when you want.

REBECCA
Really?

MARK
Sure, I could use a workout buddy.

Mark goes in for a hug.  Rebecca reciprocates.

REBECCA
What’s your workout look like for tomorrow?

MARK
I don’t know, maybe run a marathon, bench an SUV, then I’ll finish my warmup by lifting Thor’s hammer.

Rebecca laughs.  She leans in and gives him a quick kiss.  He kisses her back.  They begin making out.  The moment is quickly crushed when Mia yells from the Rec Room.

MIA (O.S.)
Dad!  M.J. walked away from the grill.

MARK
Duty calls.

Mark and Rebecca leave the exercise room, hand in hand.

EXT. MARK'S HOUSE - DAY
The rest of the day passes quickly.  Everyone has a good time.  Rebecca and Mark spend some time with Sam, Jeanne, Chad, and Melissa.  The boys spent a lot of time with the different groups of older girls, having more fun with the girlfriends than the Purity Club.  The younger kids played and ate way too much candy.

EXT. MARK'S HOUSE - NIGHT
As night falls, people disperse.  A few of M.J.’s hockey friends hang out while most of the girls leave.  M.J. packs a bookbag full of clothes for going over to one of his friend’s houses.  Sam and Jeanne head home with Michelle.  The last three hanging around are Mia, Mark, and Rebecca.  Mia is still stuffing her face with candy.

MARK
Mia, slow down on that.  You’ll be sick tomorrow.

MIA
No, I won’t.

Mark shakes his head, taking a sip of his beer.  Rebecca laughs to herself, then checks her watch.

REBECCA
It’s getting late.  I should probably head home soon.

MARK
You gonna be okay getting home?  You can crash here if you want.

Rebecca thinks for a moment, then shakes her head.  It takes a moment for Mark to realize what he just said.

REBECCA
Nah, I’ll be fine.  Besides, I don’t have anything here.  Want to walk me to my car?

MARK
Sure.

Mark and Rebecca stand up.  As they do, Mia gets up and gives Rebecca a hug.

MIA
Goodnight Becks.

REBECCA
Goodnight Mia.

Mark and Rebecca walk around the house, stopping at her car.  Mark wraps his arms around her, and she does the same to him.

MARK
You sure you’re good to drive?

REBECCA
I’m fine.  Plus, my apartment is about 10 minutes away.

MARK
Text me when you get there, let me know you’re safe.

REBECCA
Sure.  What time tomorrow morning, 8, 9AM?

MARK
9AM.  You know, that extra hour of sleeping in makes the world of difference.  See you then.

Mark and Rebecca kiss for a moment.

REBECCA
Later.

MARK
Bye.

She gives him one more quick kiss before they separate.  Rebecca gets in her car and leaves.  Mark returns to his house.

INT. MARK’S BEDROOM - MORNING
Mark is asleep in his bed.  The alarm on his phone goes off.  He rolls over and grabs it, seeing that the time is 7:45 AM.  He groans, then hits the snooze button.

A few minutes later, the alarm goes off again.  Just as he’s about to hit the snooze, he gets a text from Rebecca.

REBECCA (TEXT)
Hey, I’ll be there about 8:30-9:00.  We still on for a good workout?

MARK (TEXT)
Yep, Cya then. :)

REBECCA (TEXT)
:)

Mark gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom.

INT. MARK’S KITCHEN - MORNING
Mark, dressed in workout shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt has a cup of coffee.  He checks the clock, sees that it’s 8:10.  He looks around for a moment, then walks out of the kitchen.

INT. MARK'S REC ROOM - MORNING
Mark, coffee in hand, walks to the sliding glass door that leads to the back yard and unlocks it.

MARK (TEXT)
Unlocked the back door by the pool, come in through there.

After sending the text, Mark checks the time and sees that he has a few minutes.  He walks upstairs.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - MORNING
Mark sits down at his laptop and pulls up the footage from yesterday’s party.  He does a quick scan to make sure that none of it was corrupted.  He sees footage from all around the house and yards.  He has a shot from a camera watching the girls in the hot tub, shots showing people in the pool, a few candid shots from the bathroom, the Rec Room, the bar, the workout room, and every other public room in the house.  The only places without cameras it seems are the kids rooms.  As Mark takes a quick scan through the footage, he sees Sydney, Kayden’s older sister, sneaking into M.J.’s room.  A minute later, M.J. walks in after.

MARK
Interesting.

Mark flips a switch, activating the recorded feed from his son’s room.  Turns out he was recording, but just didn’t include the feed in the video collection.  He scans the footage, and it shows M.J. and Sydney fooling around and having a quickie on his bed before returning to the party.

Mark goes back to the main feeds when he hears someone calling for him.

MIA (O.S.)
Daddy!  Daddy!

MARK
What is it, Mia?

MIA (O.S.)
I’m not feeling good.  I threw up.

Mark hops up from his desk, leaving his coffee and phone behind.  He closes the door behind him.

INT. REBECCA’S CAR - MORNING
Rebecca pulls up to Mark’s house in her red Buick Encore.  She’s dressed for a workout, wearing a t-shirt over a black Nike sports bra, Nike training pants, and Nike tennis shoes.  Her blonde hair is pulled back in a pony tail.  She parks the car in the driveway and turns it off.  She grabs her phone, a traveling coffee cup, and a small workout bag.

EXT. MARK'S HOUSE - MORNING
Rebecca carries her stuff and walks around the yard to the back door.  She opens it and walks in.

INT. MIA’S ROOM - MORNING
Mark and Mia are trying to clean up her bed and the floor.  Mia is holding her stomach as Mark cleans up the vomit.

INT. HOME GYM - MORNING
Rebecca opens the door to the home gym, but Mark isn’t there.

REBECCA
Mark, you here?

Rebecca looks around for a moment, but she’s alone.  She puts her workout bag down, then walks around the room a bit.

INT. LAUNDRY ROOM - MORNING
Mark is busy putting soiled bedding in the washing machine.

INT. HOME GYM - MORNING
Rebecca leaves the gym, and starts walking around the house.

INT. MARK'S REC ROOM - MORNING
Rebecca walks through the Rec Room in the basement.

REBECCA
Mark?

She climbs the steps, heading upstairs.

INT. BATHROOM - MORNING
Mark helps Mia with setting up a shower to clean her off.

INT. MARK'S HOUSE - MORNING
Rebecca stands in the first floor hallway, looking around.

REBECCA
Mark?  Hello?

Rebecca doesn’t get a reply.  She pulls out her phone and calls it.  She hears a buzzing coming from the next room.  She walks towards the office door, and can hear the buzzing get louder.  She knocks on the office door.

REBECCA
Mark, you in there?

INT. MIA'S ROOM - MORNING
Mark is busy scrubbing the last of the vomit out of the carpet and putting fresh linens on Mia’s bed.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - MORNING
Rebecca opens the door to Mark’s office.  She walks in and sees... no Mark.  She walks around the desk and sees a phone with a couple notifications and a still-hot cup of coffee.

REBECCA
You’re around here somewhere.

As she’s about to leave, the laptop screen catches her eye.  She takes a closer look at it.  It looks like an app that collects video feeds.  Rebecca sits down in Mark’s chair and grabs the attached mouse.

INT. BATHROOM - MORNING
Mark helps Mia out of the shower and get dressed.  He makes sure she also brushes her teeth and washes her mouth out.

MARK
Remember how I said don’t eat so much candy last night?

Mia groans.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - MORNING
Rebecca starts looking through the videos on the screen.  They’re security cam videos of yesterday’s party!  She’s shocked.  Shocked and...intrigued.  She clicks through them to see how many cameras there were.

INT. MIA'S ROOM - MORNING
Mark helps Mia climb back into bed.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - MORNING
Rebecca sees the clip of M.J. fucking that brunette girl from the pool.  Cindy, Sydney, something like that.  She can’t peel her eyes off of the screen.  As M.J. finishes on the brunette girl, Rebecca can’t help but continue looking at the videos.

INT. MARK'S HOUSE - MORNING
Mark exits Mia’s room, but notices something.  He smells like puke.

MARK
Dammit.

He looks at his clothes and he sees some vomit on them.  Mark goes to his bedroom to change.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - MORNING
Rebecca has fast forwarded through the video from M.J.’s room.  It looks like he wasn’t the only one to use that room.  A couple of hockey players went in there with some of the girls, and even that red-headed woman with the big tits.  Michelle’s mom, starts with a J.  She entered the bedroom with two of the boys from the hockey team and let them tag team her.

While watching the videos, Rebecca moves her left hand between her legs, into her yoga pants.  She’s getting turned on watching this forbidden footage.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - MORNING
Mark’s about to change when he sees that he has some vomit on his legs, too.  He checks the clock on his nightstand.  It’s a little after 9AM.

MARK
Hope she’s running late.

Mark strips down and makes his way to his bathroom for a quick shower.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - MORNING
Rebecca is watching other videos from yesterday.  It’s like this house party turned into a veritable orgy.  She saw a clip of the blonde woman Michelle making out with and fucking one of the hockey players.  A couple of the older girls were fooling around with Kayden by the pool table.  The most shocking one was Kayden’s dad, Chad, going down on Michelle’s dad in the weight room. 

REBECCA
Hoped they wiped down the bench afterward.

Almost everyone was getting some action.  Everyone except the girls from the Purity Club.  But they were on the video feed.  Rebecca found the hidden footage of each of the girls getting dressed in the bathroom.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - MORNING
Mark was out of the shower and changed into some fresh clothes.  He looked around for his phone.  It wasn’t in his room.

MARK
Where did I leave that phone?

Mark ran through his last known steps.  He didn’t have it in Mia’s room, or the bathroom.

MARK
The office.

Mark left his bedroom for the office.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - MORNING
Rebecca’s breathing was heavy as she fingered herself watching the girls strip down and get changed.  One by one, she saw each of the girls from the Purity Club go to the bathroom, strip down, and put on their bathing suits.  First there was Emma, the blonde with the amazing body and full breasts.  Then Connie, the petite little Hispanic girl with the tight little ass.  Jing, the youngest of the group, looking at her lithe Asian frame with a shame that only comes from comparing herself to the others.  Berny, who took an extra moment to adjust her top in the mirror to accentuate her tits.  The twins, Vanessa and Veronica, who had no modesty around each other and changed quickly, showing off their athletic bodies.  And finally Michelle, with her round ass, large firm tits, and her pale skin.  Michelle took a few extra moments checking herself out in the mirror.

Rebecca replayed the clip of Michelle again and again, getting closer and closer to an orgasm.  Just as she was about to cum, the door opened.

MARK
That phone should be in here...

Rebecca gasped.  Mark was stunned at what he saw.  Rebecca’s was watching the video of yesterday’s party, but was masturbating to it.  Her hand was buried in her pants, her bra lifted up over her tits.

They stared at each other for a moment that felt like an eternity.  They were both busted.  Then their eyes met with a sense of understanding.

Mark closed the door behind him and locked it.  Rebecca stood up and pulled her pants down, taking her panties with them.  Mark came close and kissed her hard, before turning her around and bending her over the desk.  He dropped his shorts, exposing his large cock.  Rebecca was sopping wet, and he slid in with ease.

REBECCA
Oh, fuck!

Mark started fucking her pussy with abandon.  She tried to stabilize herself on the desk, but had a hard time doing that with one hand as she tried to play Michelle’s video on repeat.  Between strokes, Mark leaned over and with a couple button presses, set a clip to play on a loop and let it go.  Rebecca watched the clip Michelle getting changed on the screen while getting fucked by Mark.

MARK
Yeah, you like that.

REBECCA
Uh huh, fuck, fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me like I was her.  Fuck me like that little slut.

Mark grabbed both of Rebecca’s hips and plowed into her as hard and as fast as he could.

REBECCA
I’m almost there, fuck me, fuuucck meee!!  AAAHHH!!!

Rebecca came hard on the desk, her body shaking as she orgasmed.  Mark kept fucking her as she tried to gain her senses.  She moved, pushing her tights off of one leg.  She turned over, laying on the desk so she could see Mark fuck her.  He kept fucking her, but now bent over and kissed her.  After a moment, he leaned back up in a standing position to keep fucking her.

REBECCA
Fuck me, fuck me.

MARK
Oh, fuck.  I’m gonna cum. 

REBECCA
Cum in me, I’m on the pill.

MARK
Doesn’t matter, I’m fixed.  I’m cumming!

Mark thrust into her pussy one last time, holding his position as deep in her as he could.  He shot pulse after pulse of semen into her womb before collapsing on top of her on his desk.  They kissed for a moment.

REBECCA
Is that the workout or the warmup?

They laughed.  Mark pulled out, then sat in his chair.  She climbed off of the desk and curled up in his lap.

MARK
So, what else you like to watch.

REBECCA
This.

Rebecca and Mark kissed again as they sat in his chair in his locked office, watching the footage of Michelle getting naked over and over, Rebecca stroking Mark’s cock.

FADE OUT:
« Last Edit: June 18, 2022, 10:32:20 PM by LtBroccoli »
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Re: Purity
« Reply #2 on: May 07, 2021, 11:42:56 AM »
Thank you so much for this. I absolutely love your screenplay format. It actually helps me visualize the events with a greater clarity.

Oh yeah, the going to church and smoking warnings disclaimers got a chuckle out of me.

The whole setting at Mark's house seems so upright and wholesome but it is merely a veneer concealing a much seedier underbelly. There def. were some lascivious events going down at that grill party.

I'm very curious to see what eventuates from Mark and Rebecca's newfound relationship. They must be kindred spirits as she was not the least bit deterred by Mark's voyeuristic vids and was actually turned on by them.

Loved this opening chapter and cannot wait for the ensuing ones. Well done.

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« Reply #3 on: June 26, 2021, 09:55:48 PM »
Great job, I usually have a hard time with screenplay format, but this was done perfectly. Very cinematic. I do hope there's more to come!
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Re: Purity
« Reply #4 on: August 16, 2021, 03:49:36 PM »
Great job, I usually have a hard time with screenplay format, but this was done perfectly. Very cinematic. I do hope there's more to come!

Thank you so much for this. I absolutely love your screenplay format. It actually helps me visualize the events with a greater clarity.

Oh yeah, the going to church and smoking warnings disclaimers got a chuckle out of me.

The whole setting at Mark's house seems so upright and wholesome but it is merely a veneer concealing a much seedier underbelly. There def. were some lascivious events going down at that grill party.

I'm very curious to see what eventuates from Mark and Rebecca's newfound relationship. They must be kindred spirits as she was not the least bit deterred by Mark's voyeuristic vids and was actually turned on by them.

Loved this opening chapter and cannot wait for the ensuing ones. Well done.

Thanks Rex and Tain.  As far as more episodes go, the production company behind this show, Holodeck 3 Productions, got this email earlier today from one of the executives.


Good news!  I had a conversation with the executives over at RavishU Network, and after a little back and forth, they said “Sorry, we don’t have room in the budget for another show.”  Then I showed them some pictures of them ‘partying’ with one of the young actresses on another show, and they said “When can you start filming?”  So, Purity is under production, slated for an entire season!

They did make some notes as to whom they wanted in the show.  We agreed on most parts, but I did make a couple concessions when their choices were better than ours.  I did have some questions, but they pointed out that they’re giving us a blank check and access to the secret time machine that’s not so secret anymore if we need it.  But I think it’s more of an alternate reality machine, not a time machine.  Anyways, that’s for the IT nerds to figure out.

Mark: The main protagonist.  Male, late 40’s.  Blonde, good looking but starting to do the middle-aged spread.  Owns a law firm with his best friend Sam.  Father of 2 kids, M.J. and Mia.  Drives a Mercedes GLB SUV.  Studio wants Aaron Eckhart, but Cole Hauser is a good second option.

Sam:  Male, late 40’s, heavyset.  Owns a law firm with Mark.  Married with one daughter, Michelle.  Jonah Hill.  The fat version, not the skinny version.

Jeanne:  Sam’s wife.  They’ve been together since college and married while in school.  They were raised in a very conservative church.  Sam is a housewife.  Christina Hendricks.

M.J.:  17, junior in high school.  Owen D. Stone from “Cobra Kai” could work, but he’s 5’11”. Will need some risers and maybe lifts if he passes the audition.

Mia:  Mark’s 10-year-old daughter.  Kingston Foster, though we could get almost anyone from Central.

Rebecca:  Chloe Moretz.  Can you believe she’s in her mid 20’s now?  Perfect age range for Rebecca.

Michelle:  Sam and Jeanne’s daughter, 15.  Francesca Capaldi.  Redhead, great figure, eyes are brown instead of green, but that’s why they invented contact lenses.

Chad:  Married to Melissa, father of C.J. (Chad Jr. 23), Kayla (21), Sydney(18) and Kayden(17).  Financial advisor and real estate speculator.  Married his high school girlfriend in a bit of a shotgun wedding.  They never had a wild and crazy youth, and are now getting a chance to do that.  Justin Long.

Melissa:  Chad’s wife.  She runs the family and most of the day-to-day operations of their real estate empire.  Katee Sackhoff

C.J.: Oldest son at 23.  Nolan Gould.  He’ll probably only be in one or two episodes anyway.

Kayla:  21, in college, artist and dancer.  Kira Kosarin.

Sydney:  18, senior in high school.  Outgoing and flirty.  Olivia Rodrigo

Kayden:  17, junior in high school.  Daniel DiMaggio, but once again the height is the issue.  See if we can get some kid around 6’2” instead of 5’10”.  Otherwise I’m hiring hockey players and teaching them how to act.  Better yet, I think I’ll hire some hockey players and teach them how to act.

Emma:  18, senior, lead student in the Abstinence Club.  Peyton Roi List.

Veronica and Vanessa:  16-year-old identical twins.  Thinking Veronica and Vanessa Merrell.

Berny:  15, emo/goth girl, changing her hair color at a whim to something crazy.  Jaira Burns.

Connie:  14, Hispanic and petite.  Jenny Ortega.

Jing:  14, Asian (likely Chinese), skinny and petite.  Jing Tian.  Might need to use the time machine on this one.

Vehicles needed
Mark:  2019 Mercedes GLB SUV, gray.
Sam & Jeanne: 2020 Range Rover SVAutobiography Black Edition (MSRP of 183k) and a 2003 Toyota Rav4.
M.J.:  2017 Jeep Wrangler Limited Rubicon (the version with the back doors)
Rebecca:  2015 Buick Encore, red.
Chad & Melissa: 2020 Mercedes AMG G63 Wagon (any color but black), 2020 Corvette (Red), 2013 Toyota Prius (used by Sydney and Kayden right now, the family hand-me-down)
C.J.: Tesla Model 3, white.
Kayla: Tesla Model 3, red.


Episode 2 is done with principal and is in the editing bay.  Should be ready to air before too long.
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« Reply #5 on: August 16, 2021, 08:06:41 PM »
Good casting.
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Purity, Episode 2 - Fantasies (MF, fsolo,m+f+ in various combos,rape)
« Reply #6 on: August 17, 2021, 10:44:18 PM »
“Purity”
Screenplay by Lt. Broccoli
Story by Rexmundi and Lt. Broccoli

Episode 2 – Fantasies (MF, fsolo,m+f+ in various combos,rape)


Author’s Note:  This story is fictional.  All persons and places are made up.  The events did not take place, nor ever take place in this world.  This story contains descriptions of rape, violence, bigotry, going to church, and smoking.  The author does not condone any of those activities. 

This story is a continuation of the Harbor City Universe and Episode 2 of the Purity show.

This story was written in a screenplay format and was modified for viewing on this forum.  The first couple episodes build the story.

This story is a collaboration with Rexmundi, and the start of a series that we’ve worked out.  Once again, thank you for posting the missing sections of ‘The Rape and Brutalization of Diana’.

Many of the acts depicted in this story could land yo ass in prison.  Don’t fucking do’em!

EPISODE 2: FANTASIES

FADE IN:


EXT. EMPTY FIELD - NIGHT

On a starlit night in late September in a field several miles outside of Perry, Oklahoma, a Dodge Ram pickup truck sits all by its lonesome.  No one is around to interrupt the occupants.

The truck rocks a little, back and forth and up and down.  The sounds of a man grunting can be heard overtop the sounds of a woman sobbing.

As we get closer, we see a young couple, likely in high school.  They’re in the bed of the truck, fucking on a rolled out mat. The man is tall, muscular, and naked.  He looks like the prototypical jock.  He’s thrusting into a woman kneeling on all fours.  Unlike the man, she’s still wearing the remains of her school uniform.  Her skirt is pushed up over her hips, her panties pushed to the side, and her blouse torn open.  Her bra was pushed up over her tits, which bounce back and forth as she’s getting fucked doggystyle.

We see her face.  It’s a young Rebecca Hastings.  She’s in her high school years, probably 15 or 16 at the time.  Her blonde hair is longer, and her face is covered in makeup streaks.  She’s crying.  She’s been crying for a while.

Until she’s not crying anymore.  Slowly, her cries and sobs turn to groans and moans.  The man behind her takes notice.

BROCK
Yeah, I knew you’d come around.

Brock picks up the pace and fucks Rebecca harder and faster.  Her moans pick up intensity and turn into screams.  She’s panting harder and harder, on the verge of her first orgasm.  She’s right on the edge of cumming when...

CUT TO:

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY


Rebecca and Mark are naked, fucking on his bed doggystyle.  Her hair is back to it’s normal shoulder length, and there’s not a hint of sadness in sight.  She’s in pure bliss, moaning and groaning.

REBECCA
Oh, fuck, oh God, don’t stop, don’t stop!

Rebecca grabs on to the sheets with clenched fists as her orgasm overtakes her.  Her body shakes and convulses as Mark, the man behind her, can’t hold out any longer.

MARK
Oh, shit, I’m cumming!

Mark grabs her hips and holds on for dear life as he cums inside of her.  Several spurts cause him to shake.  After he’s done, he collapses on the bed, with Rebecca falling on top of him.  The lovers embrace and kiss deeply.  After a moment, she rolls off of him, landing next to him.

REBECCA
Wow.  So does that count as the leg day workout or cardio?

MARK
Why not both?

Rebecca laughs, then kisses Mark.

REBECCA
God, I haven’t been fucked like that in a long time.

MARK
In the immortal words of Ghandi...
(Mike Tyson Impersonation)
I’m gonna fuck you till you love me.

REBECCA
Ghandi said that?

MARK
Either him or Mike Tyson.  I always get those two confused.

REBECCA
Keep that up, and Ghandi will be right.

Rebecca kisses Mark again.

REBECCA
So, which of those little sluts in training were you thinking of?

Mark has a confused look on his face, then hems and haws for a moment.

MARK
Not sure what you’re talking about.

REBECCA
It’s okay.  Just as long as you know’s whose ass this is, I won’t get mad if you think about fucking them.  Besides, I wouldn’t mind giving that little redhead a ride she’ll never forget.

MARK
I don’t-

REBECCA
Shh...  It’s okay, no need to play coy with me.  Michelle’s pretty damn cute.

Mark shakes his head.

MARK
Hey, I’m not a pedophile, or ephobophile, or whatever the technical term is.

REBECCA
No, but you don’t have to hide it with me.  You walked in and caught me jilling off to your videos of Michelle and the other girls, and instead of losing your shit, you fucked me then and there.  Then, we made our way up here for round 2.  So, what would you like to do to her?

MARK
I don’t know...

REBECCA
I have an idea, I’ll be right back.

Rebecca gets up out of the bed and grabs Mark’s t-shirt, which comes down past her butt.  She walks to the door and opens it.

INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - DAY

Rebecca walks down the hallway, heading for Mark’s office.

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - DAY

Rebecca grabs her purse with her phone from Mark’s desk, then leaves.

INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - DAY

Rebecca is making her way back to Mark’s bedroom, when another door opens.  It’s Mia, Mark’s daughter.

MIA
Oh, hi.  Thought you were Dad for a second.  Where is he?

REBECCA
He’s in the bedroom.  You need him?  You feeling better?

MIA
Nah, I’m okay.  Thanks Becks.  I’m going to get some water.

REBECCA
I’ll let him know.

Rebecca turned and makes her way back toward Mark’s room.  Mia shook her head, then heads downstairs.

INT. MARK'S KITCHEN - DAY

Mia enters the kitchen.  She’s wearing a baggy t-shirt and a pair of shorts.  She walks over to the cupboard and grabs a glass of water.  Mia fills it from the fridge and then sits down at the island.  She sips her water, thinking about what she just saw.

As she’s drinking her water, M.J. enters the kitchen.  He’s dressed in a baggy t-shirt and gym shorts, and looks like death warmed over.

MIA
Hey.

M.J.
Hey.

M.J. grabs some juice from the fridge and drinks it straight from the bottle.  After finishing the bottle of juice, he pulls out his phone and opens the message app.  He writes a text for Kayden.

M.J. (TEXT)
U Even Lift Bro?

KAYDEN (TEXT)
B N 5

M.J. looks at Mia, and wants to ask her some questions, but she looks like he feels; like she also wishes the fridge had a volume control.

He then closes the fridge and leaves, stepping outside.

EXT. MARK'S HOUSE - DAY

M.J. stands on the front lawn for a moment, before stretching out.  Just as he gets going, Kayden approaches.  The two bro-hug then go into the house.

INT. MICHELLE’S ROOM - DAY

From across the street, Michelle peers out her window, watching the slightly older M.J. stretch in the yard, then greet his friend.  She’s far enough away that she feels like she can get away with sneaking a pic or two of him on her phone.  She stares at the yard across the street as M.J. and Kayden greet each other and walk inside.  Michelle then pulls up the pics on her phone and looks at them for a long moment.

She gets off of her bed and walks to the door.  She’s wearing a frumpy hoodie and sweatpants.  Even with these clothes on, her figure is undeniable.

INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE - DAY

Michelle quietly leaves her room and puts her phone in her hoodie pouch.  She walks down the hallway, past the family pics and art hanging on the wall, and makes her way to the kitchen.  She stops short when she hears...

INT. MICHELLE’S KITCHEN - DAY

Sam and Jeanne, Michelle’s parents, are fucking in the kitchen.  Sam has his pants down around his ankles while Jeanne is bent over the kitchen counter, her dress pulled up and panties down around her waist.  Sam paws at her luscious tits as they swing back and forth.  Sam is in ecstasy.  Jeanne, not as much.  She’s enjoying herself, but isn’t at the same level of enjoyment as her husband.

SAM
Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum.

JEANNE
Cum for me, daddy, cum for me daddy!

SAM
Oh, shit!

Sam slams himself into his wife as hard as he can, planting his seed in her womb.  He staggers for a moment, trying to gain his breath.

INT. MICHELLE'S HOUSE - DAY

Michelle sees this and bolts back to her room.  The first step or two is quiet, but after a moment she’s in a full-on sprint down the hallway.  She runs back to her room and closes the door.

INT. MICHELLE'S KITCHEN - DAY

Sam, still out of it, looks over his shoulder.

SAM
Did you hear something?

JEANNE
No, but quit standing around and hurry up.  Michelle could come down at any minute.

INT. MICHELLE'S ROOM - DAY

Michelle leans against her door and locks it.  She has a mortified and disgusted look on her face.  She just ran in on her parents having sex.  In the kitchen.

She leans against the door, perplexed and panicked.  Her phone buzzes, a text from M.J.  Her eyes grow wide, then she looks across the street to Mark’s house.

INT. HOME GYM - DAY

M.J. and Kayden are in the home gym.  They’re walking slow and hunched over, like they’re sick or hung over.  Probably both.  Kayden grabs a protien shake from a fridge in the corner and drinks it.

M.J.
I feel like shit, bro.  Might’ve drank a little too much last night.

KAYDEN
A little?  You did a couple keg stands.  We passed a little long before that.  I almost don’t wanna lift today.

M.J.
Almost, but we’re lifting.  You know what Coach Frank always says.

KAYDEN
Yeah, yeah.  If you’re gonna drink like a man at night...

M.J. AND KAYDEN
Be ready to feel like one in the morning!

M.J.
Ok, warm up sets.  Ready?

KAYDEN
Ready.

Kayden grabs the bar and lifts.  He puts up the weight with ease, breathing out on the push and breathing in on the drop.

M.J. is spotting Kayden on the bench press when he gets a text.  It’s from Sydney, Kayden’s sister.

SYDNEY (TEXT)
Show me something naughty.

M.J. looks at Kayden, whose handling this set like a pro.  He turns on the phone’s camera, pulls up his shirt, flexes, then takes a selfie of his abs and pecs.  He sends the pic to Sydney.

Kayden finishes the set and goes to rack it, wondering where his spotter is.

KAYDEN
Really bro?

M.J.
What?

M.J. helps Kayden rack the weight bar.  Kayden sits up.

KAYDEN
Bro, can you do me a favor while we’re here?

M.J.
What’s that?

KAYDEN
Can we at least pretend that you’re not fucking my sister?

M.J. stutters for a moment.

M.J.
What?

KAYDEN
Sydney already told me you two fucked yesterday, and a few times before.  It’s cool.  I just don’t need that rubbed in my face, that’s all.

M.J.
What, that?  I was just gonna send this to...

M.J. scrolls through his texts quickly, picking the other most recent girl he talked to.  He sends the shirtless pic right away.

M.J.
Michelle.  See, sent.

KAYDEN
Michelle?  Across the street Michelle, Miss Pure-as-the-driven-snow Michelle?  Really?  And you just sent her a shirtless pic?

M.J.
It... sounded like a good idea at the time?

Kayden stares at M.J. for a minute, then laughs.

KAYDEN
Let’s pretend for the rest of the workout that you aren’t fucking my sister, okay?  You’re up.

M.J. gets on the bench.  The young men work through their sets.  M.J.’s phone buzzes a couple times as he’s working out.



INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca pulls her phone out of her purse as she saunters over to Mark in the bed.  She puts her purse down on a dresser as she unlocks her phone.  She then lays next to Mark, as she navigates to the videos stored on her smartphone.

MARK
What’s this?

REBECCA
A little something I recorded.  I told the girls in the slut shaming club that I wanted to make a recruitment video for next year, so they didn’t think anything of me taking pics and shooting video of them.  They even interviewed for it.

Rebecca plays with the phone for a moment, then hands it to Mark.

MARK
A recruitment video?

REBECCA
That’s what I told them.  Take a look.

Mark presses play on the first video.  It’s a short recruitment video for the Abstinence Awareness Club.  It features each of the girls for a brief moment talking, and is intercut with shots of the girls talking in class and in the hallways.

Rebecca grabs Mark’s cock as he’s watching the video.  After a minute, the video goes black.

REBECCA
Play the next one, you’ll like it.

Mark presses play on the next video.  It’s a candid shot of the teen girls in class.  They’re all wearing their schoolgirl uniforms.  As they move, the video catches some upskirt shots, and the occasional shot of their bras and undershirts through their buttoned-up shirts.

MARK
You recorded all this?

REBECCA
Once they got used to the camera, they didn’t suspect a thing.  And since I used my phone, it was even easier to prop it up somewhere like I was using it or leave it somewhere for a better shot.

Rebecca kept stroking Mark’s cock while she nibbled on his ear.

MARK
Okay, so this is kinda hot.  But you’re helping a lot.

REBECCA
Well, let me help that along.

Rebecca selects the next video.  It’s Emma, from her interview.  She’s wearing a white pullover sweater vest that covers her ample bosom.  Her long, blonde hair is pulled back in a ponytail.

INT. MS. HASTING'S ROOM - DAY

Emma, a gorgeous blonde, talks to the camera.

EMMA
What I feel is most important about living a life dedicated to the teachings of Jesus is in following the Bible, and the Good Book tells us that we as women are meant to be subservient to our husbands and save ourselves for marriage...

Emma’s speech fades into the background.

REBECCA (V.O.)
That’s Emma, the ringleader of this little club.  The only senior and adult in the club at 18.  If I had to guess, she’s the only true believer of the group.  She’s the Queen Bee.  Her parents are higher ups in the local church.  Her main concerns are her image and reminding everyone else of how low they are.

INT. RANDOM ROOM - DAY

Emma is dragged to the center of a random room by many men.  The only face that’s seen is Emma’s and it’s covered by pure fear as many pairs of hands grab and grope at her.  They rip her uniform off of her, stripping her naked.  One man takes center stage as he forces his way between her legs and into her.

REBECCA (V.O.)
What I wouldn’t give to watch her get what she deserves.  I’d love to see her get deflowered at a gang rape, watch her realize that her innocence is stolen by a nameless, faceless crowd.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca’s stroking Mark’s fully erect cock as she skips to the next video.  This one shows two identical brunette girls, Veronica and Vanessa.  They’re dressed in identical green polo shirts, and both have their long hair pulled back into braids.

INT. MS. HASTING'S ROOM - DAY

The twin girls, Veronica and Vanessa, talk to the camera.

VERONICA
One of the important things about staying pure and practicing abstinence is that helps keep away the perverts.

VANESSA
Yeah, totally.  As soon as a guy finds out that we’re twins, they get all creepy and stuff.

VERONICA
Yeah, that’s totally disgusting.

VANESSA
Totally disgusting...

The audio from the interview fades into the background.

REBECCA (V.O.)
Veronica and Vanessa, identical twin sisters, 16 year old Juniors.  From what I found out, they joined the club to get away from the pressures of all of the boys in class always trying to fuck them.

INT. RANDOM ROOM - DAY

Veronica and Vanessa are naked, getting fucked by two guys at the same time.  Neither of the girls are liking it.

REBECCA (V.O.)
My wish for those two haughty little twats is for them to be forced to dyke out on each other, then get their cherries popped at the same time.

The two guys fucking the girls high-five.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca skips the next video as she continues to give Mark a handjob.  Mark’s breathing is getting a little ragged.  The next video shows a pale girl with a rounder face and short blue hair.  This is Bernadette.

INT. MS. HASTING'S ROOM - DAY

Bernadette is talking to the camera.  She seems less sure of what she’s saying than the rest of the club members.

BERNY
Well, I guess, I mean, sure, I guess that waiting until being older to have sex makes sense.  Sure, I guess.  There’s a lot in that book I’m still going through...

The audio of the interview fades into the background.

REBECCA (V.O.)
Bernadette, Berny for short.  She’s 15 and a Sophomore.  She was dragged into the club by her cousin Emma.  Berny doesn’t fit in there, and really won’t fit in anywhere until she’s in college and can come out.  She’s gay, she’d like to admit it to herself, but not as long as she has to deal with her family.  The minute she comes out, they’ll disown her.

INT. RANDOM ROOM - DAY

Berny is naked, her blue hair obscuring her face as a pair of hands pull her forward into the owner’s crotch.  The hands relax, letting Berny grab some air and showing the crotch as female.  The hands pull Berny back into the pussy she was licking.  From behind Berny, a man gets into position and fucks her, causing Berny to scream into the pussy she’s licking.

REBECCA (V.O.)
My dream for Berny is that we’re alone together, and some man breaks in, forcing the two of us dyke out.  Just as Berny’s eating my pussy, the man rapes her and pops her cherry.  God, I get so wet thinking about it.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca’s stroking Mark’s dick fast and furiously, and Mark is extremely turned on by this whole event.  She skips to the next video on the phone.  It’s of Connie, the little Hispanic girl.  She’s ever so cute in her white polo shirt and matching hairband, pulling her long black hair behind her.  As she speaks, the camera shows her braces.

INT. MS. HASTING'S ROOM - DAY

Connie is talking to the camera.  She’s shorter than the other girls, so the camera is positioned a little lower.

CONNIE
As mi abuela says, the greatest gift a woman can give to her marido is la virginidad.  This club helps with the temptations that exist in the world...

The audio of the interview fades into the background.

REBECCA (V.O.)
Consuela, also called Connie.  She could almost pass for Italian or some other white nationality, right up until she speaks.  Probably goes by Connie so people don’t assume she’s a gardeners daughter or something.  She’s a second generation immigrant, and is one of two Freshman in the club at 14.

INT. RANDOM ROOM - DAY

Connie is kneeling on a couch on all fours.  Her schoolgirl skirt is pushed up around her petite hips and her shirt is missing.  She’s only wearing a white bra over her A-cup tits, and the bra isn’t doing it’s job as the fabric is pulled down around them.  Her makeup is a mess as she’s profusely crying.

She’s getting fucked by two guys at once.  One man is fucking her pussy from behind while the other is fucking her face while holding her head.

REBECCA (V.O.)
Connie is so sweet and innocent, so tiny and fragile looking.  That’s why the nastiest fantasy I have of her is watching her get fucked by two guys at the same time.  Bonus points if they can make it even more taboo, like using her rosary like anal beads or fucking her with a cross, all Exorcist style.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca is done playing around.  Mark’s cock is standing at full attention, so she climbs over him and guides his cock into her pussy.  Once inside, Mark breathes heavily.  Rebecca leans over and skips to the next video.  It’s of Jing, the Asian girl.  She wears a white polo as well.  Her hair is long, black, and loose.

INT. MS. HASTING'S ROOM - DAY

Jing speaks to the camera.  She has an obvious Chinese accent, and speaks meekly, often looking down instead of directly at the camera.

JING
My studies are very important.  It is absolutely necessary that nothing distracts me from my studies, especially boys.  It was my parents that insisted that I join this club so that I can focus on my studies and not on boys, who will only get in the way of full-filing their dreams of me becoming a doctor...

The audio of the interview fades into the background.

REBECCA (V.O.)
Jing, the only non-Christian member of the Bible Thumping Slut Shaming Club, her parents forced her to join so that she’d focus on her studies.  Her parents are right off the boat and force her study constantly.  I’m surprised she was at the party yesterday, she must’ve told them it was a study session or something.  They’re obsessed with her becoming a doctor like them.  She’s a Freshman, but she’s already taking Junior and Senior math and science.

INT. RANDOM ROOM - DAY

Jing is standing in front of a crowd of men.  She’s slowly taking off her schoolgirl uniform, one piece at a time, crying as she does so.

REBECCA (V.O.)
She’s been so repressed and so sheltered that she barely does anything outside of class.  She’s so ashamed of doing anything that might upset her parents that she absolutely refuses to get out of her shell.  That’s why I’d love to see her humiliated in public, like a public striptease and shared between a couple guys.  Get her out of her shell.  Umm, right there.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca is riding Mark, fucking him in a Cowgirl position.

REBECCA
Skip to the next video.

Mark is barely paying attention, but skips to the next video.  It’s Michelle, wearing a green sweater vest over a white polo shirt.  Her long, curly red hair is pulled back with a hair green hairband.  The green hairband matches her emerald eyes.

INT. MS. HASTING'S ROOM - DAY

Michelle speaks to the camera.  She’s cautious, yet confident.

MICHELLE
I think the biggest reason I’m here is that I want to be a Good Christian girl.  My parents always preach how a Good Christian should behave.

JUMP CUT TO:

INT. MARK'S OFFICE - DAY

Rebecca is watching the security tape from the day before.  It shows Sam and Chad in the gym.  Sam drops his shorts, and Chad drops to his knees in front of him.  Chad’s head moves back and forth while Sam grabs his short, dark hair.

MICHELLE (V.O.)
My father always said that a Good Christian should be faithful to God, his wife, and himself.  That means following the Bible’s instructions on sin, like avoiding homosexuality...

INT. MICHELLE'S KITCHEN - DAY

Sam is fucking Jeanne in the kitchen, in full view of anyone who walked in, like Michelle who watched from the hallway.

MICHELLE (V.O.)
Keeping the act of making love a private affair between a husband and wife in the bedroom...

EXT. MICHELLE'S HOUSE - DAY

Sam, dressed for work in a tailored suit, climbs into his brand new Range Rover SVAutobiography Black Edition, an SUV that starts at $183,000.

MICHELLE (V.O.)
That a Good Christian does not boast about their possessions or achievements...

INT. MARK’S OFFICE - DAY

From the security footage Rebecca watched, she watches the scene of Jeanne fucking two teenagers on M.J.’s bed.

MICHELLE (V.O.)
A Good Christian should be faithful to their spouse, only putting God first...

INT. LAW FIRM OFFICE - DAY

Sam is in his law firm’s office, doing paperwork.  He’s authorizing a contract where he signs not only his name, but Mark’s as well, forging Mark’s signature.

MICHELLE (V.O.)
And that one should always be honest in their business dealings.

INT. MICHELLE'S ROOM - DAY

Michelle’s sitting against her door, trying to calm down after watching her parents have sex in the kitchen.  She pulls out her phone when she gets a text.  It’s a pic from M.J.  He’s shirtless, flexing for the camera showing off his abs and upper chest. 

M.J. (TEXT)
UR Turn.

MICHELLE (V.O.)
That’s why I joined this club, so that I could learn how to be a Good Christian, like my parents.

Michelle stares at her phone in disbelief.  Did M.J. just send a topless pic to her and ask for one back?  The same guy she’s had a crush on for who knows how long.  This is too much, has to be some kind of joke.  M.J. has never shown any interest like this before in her.

She marks the pic for deletion, but stops.  Instead, she saves it on her phone.  It wouldn’t hurt to keep it, right?

REBECCA (V.O.)
Michelle is so cute and innocent, and so damn sexy to boot.

Michelle gets up and locks the door to her bedroom.  The last thing she wants right now are her parents barging in.  Michelle thinks about it.  She pulls up her shirt, then stops.  She pulls it up again and drops it again.  She looks at herself in the mirror.  She holds up her shirt, focusing on her gut and not her C-cup tits in the green bra.

REBECCA (V.O.)
She’s so self-conscious, getting made fun of for being a redhead all these years, it hasn’t been easy.  Now, she draws envy from the other girls for how big her boobs are.  She worries too much about what the other girls think, about what anyone else thinks.  She’s so fucking hot, but she doesn’t believe it herself.

Michelle takes a deep breath, then exhales and flexes her tummy as best she can.  She holds the camera to face the mirror, getting the best shot she can of her breasts and tummy.  The camera focuses on her boobs.  She takes a couple shots, then selects the best one. 

REBECCA (V.O.)
She’s so sweet, I don’t think she has even an inkling of a naughty side.

Michelle hesitates, then sends the pic to M.J.  She can’t believe she just did that.  She feels so dirty, so naughty, so...turned on.

She double checks the door, making sure it’s locked, then lays down on the bed, staring at the pic of M.J. while she gently explores herself.

REBECCA (V.O.)
Fuck, I’d be surprised if she’s even masturbated in her life.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca’s riding Mark’s cock slowly, trying to focus on what’s she’s saying at the same time while she’s fucking him.

REBECCA
Oh, fuck, she’s so sweet, and innocent, and sexy.  I’d love to see her get fucked in all her holes.  You should fuck her, Mark.  You should fuck her.  Fuck her ass, fuck her mouth, fuck her pussy, make her cum on your cock.

Mark can’t deny it anymore, he’s too turned on by everything Rebecca’s saying and doing.

MARK
Yeah.

REBECCA
You wanna fuck her, don’t you?

MARK
Yeah

REBECCA
Tell me you wanna fuck her.

MARK
I wanna fuck her.  I wanna fuck her every way possible.  I wanna fuck her first, fuck her pussy first, fuck her ass first, fuck her mouth first, make her cum first.

INT. MICHELLE’S HOUSE - NIGHT

Michelle’s walking through her house late at night, wearing a pair of sleep shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt.  She makes her way through the house downstairs, eventually sitting on the couch in the family room, watching TV.

REBECCA (V.O.)
How would you do it?

MARK (V.O.)
Home invasion.

EXT. MICHELLE'S HOUSE - NIGHT

A masked Mark enters the house through an unwatched and unlit side door.  He has a small bag with him.

REBECCA (V.O.)
Home invasion?

INT. MICHELLE'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Mark is in the house, holding a gun in one hand and a rag in the other.  He creeps through the house, making sure she’s alone.

MARK (V.O.)
It should look like a robbery at first, maybe put something out of place.

Masked Mark knocks down a couple things in the hallway, quietly.  He makes his way downstairs, surprising Michelle.

MARK (V.O.)
I’d tie her up and gag her, make sure she couldn’t get away, then take her to her room.

Masked Mark half drags Michelle up the steps back to her room.

INT. MICHELLE'S ROOM - NIGHT

Masked Mark throws the gagged and tied Michelle on the bed.  She’s crying as she lands on her stomach.  He flips her over so she’s facing up.

MARK (V.O.)
I’d cut off her shirt, scare her with my knife to keep her in line while I stripped her.

Masked Mark removes Michelle’s clothes, starting with her shorts, then shirt to expose her firm breasts, then her panties, exposing her red pubic hair.

MARK (V.O.)
I’d play with her, trying to make her cum before I fuck her, but at some point I can’t wait anymore.  That’s when I get undressed.

Mark fingers Michelle, bringing her to the edge of an orgasm right before he stops.  He strips naked, seeing the pure fear in her eyes as she now knows what’s going to happen.

MARK (V.O.)
I want her to cum with my dick in her.  I want to look into her eyes as I pop her cherry, as I rip through her hymen, making her a woman.

Masked Mark fucks a bound, naked, gagged Michelle.

MARK (V.O.)
This wouldn’t be only once.  I’d fuck her the whole night, every way possible.

Masked Mark fucks Michelle from a doggy style position, then from a reverse cowgirl position.  Michelle cums from Masked Mark eating her out, and gives him a blowjob.  He fucks her in the ass, pulling on her long red hair as he enters her.

MARK (V.O.)
All fucking night long.  And I’d find a way to do it again and again.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM - DAY

Rebecca is fucking Mark on the bed.  He leans up while she’s riding him, and he flips her down on the bed.  He fucks her with reckless abandon, and a look of intensity and determination he didn’t have earlier.  He grabs her hands with one hand and holds them above her head with one hand and grabs her throat with the other.  She has a look of panic, fear, and pure arousal as he fucks her senseless, forcing her to cum harder than ever.  Mark floods her pussy with his semen as he cums, then collapses on her.  They both breathe heavily for a long time, then kiss.

REBECCA
Fuck.

MARK
Fuck.

INT. HOME GYM - DAY

M.J. and Kayden are done with the bench press and moving on to other stations.  Kayden heads to the Leg Press while M.J. checks his phone.  He has a message.  It’s from Sydney.  He knows where this is going.

M.J.
Be right back, bro.

M.J. leaves the gym while Kayden works on the Leg Press.

INT. BATHROOM - DAY

M.J. slips into the downstairs bathroom and checks the message from Sydney.  She’s wearing nothing but a pair of panties, and covering her nipples with her arm.  Her face is out of frame. 

SYDNEY (TEXT)
Show me what ur packing if u wanna c more.

M.J.
Damn.

He makes sure the door is locked before pulling his dick out and stroking it to full length.  It’s a very impressive size for a 17-year-old, and clean shaven everywhere.  He clicks the pic.  Just as he’s pressing the send button, another notification comes through.  He’s in a different message.

M.J. (TEXT)
Now U.

He sent the dick pic before seeing who it went to.  Then another message comes through from Sydney.

SYDNEY (TEXT)
C’mon stud, don’t tease me.

M.J. thinks for a moment before sending the pic to Sydney.  He shrugs, thinking that maybe it was a bad signal or the WiFi was acting up.

INT. SYDNEY’S ROOM - DAY

Sydney is in her room, wearing nothing but a pair of green panties.  Her olive skin, dark hair, and brown eyes come from her dad, while her figure comes from her mom.  She is absolutely stunning.

Her phone buzzes.  It’s M.J., and he’s showing her the pipe he laid to her yesterday.

She lays back on the bed and with one hand slides her panties to the side.  Once out of the way, she spreads her outer lips.  With the other hand, she takes a pic.  Once she’s satisfied, she sends it to M.J.

SYDNEY (TEXT)
Tell me what you wanna lick this.

She sends the text.  There’s a knock on her door.  It’s her mother.

MELISSA (O.S.)
Sydney, time to get ready, we’re leaving for brunch.

SYDNEY
(startled)
One minute Mom.

CHAD (O.S.)
That’s what you said 10 minutes ago.

SYDNEY
Okay Dad.  I’ll be right there.

Sydney finishes getting dressed, throwing on a bra and sundress that match her panties.

INT. MICHELLE'S ROOM - DAY

Michelle is playing with herself, doing her best to not make any noise.  Light moans escape her lips as she rubs her clit with her right hand.  She wants to scream, but can’t.  She covers her mouth with her left hand.

Her phone buzzes.  It’s a text from M.J.  It’s his penis!  His fully erect PENIS!  AND HE SENT IT TO HER!  And there’s a message with it.

M.J. (TEXT)
Now U.

Michelle was shocked, but was so turned on by what she was doing, she didn’t hesitate to grab her phone and take a pic.  She held the phone in the air with her left hand as she played with her pussy with her right.  God, she’s never done anything this naughty in her life.  She decides not to send it, though, as her ministrations bring her to an orgasm.  She covers her mouth with her left hand, dropping the phone on her tit, her erect nipple hitting the “SEND” button.

The phone makes a noise, indicating that a message was sent, just as she catches her breath.  She grabs her phone, and panic ensues.

Michelle just realized she sent a pic of her playing with herself to M.J., her friend across the street whom she has a major crush on.

MICHELLE
Oh, no.  Oh, God no, oh please oh please oh please God, no.  Shit.  Shit Shit Shit.

INT. HOME GYM - DAY

Kayden is done with the leg press and heading to the upright bench to work on his shoulders.  M.J., who has readjusted himself since he left the bathroom to coax his hard-on down, gets behind the bench to spot Kayden.  Kayden goes through his set.

KAYDEN
What, you skipping leg day too?

M.J.
Bro, I never skip leg day.  Just checking some texts, that’s all.

KAYDEN
Sure, whatev.  Whose car was that in the driveway?  Looked familiar.

M.J.
Don’t know.  Only person I saw when I got here was Mia.  And she looked like shit.

KAYDEN
Drunk?

M.J.
Hope not, she’s 10.  Probably too much candy or some shit like that.

KAYDEN
Whoever’s car that is, I think that’s their bag in the corner.

M.J.
Really?

KAYDEN
Shit ain’t mine.

M.J.
Check it out after we’re done.

M.J.’s phone buzzes a few times.  He ignores it for a moment until Kayden finishes the set.  Once done, Kayden goes to the bag while M.J. checks his phone.

Kayden looks at the gym bag, then opens it.  No school markings, no major name brands.  The clothes inside belong to a woman.  There’s a couple pair of bras and panties in there, along with some women’s deodorant.

KAYDEN
Yo, check this out.

M.J. opens his phone.  He has to series of messages.  The first is from Sydney.  The first pic was her handbra pic.  The next pic was her spreading her lips for him, followed by her teasing him.  As he was about to respond, he received another message, and another.  He checked the messages.  They were from Michelle.

M.J.
Huh?

M.J. opened the messages from Michelle.  He read the most recent one last.

MICHELLE (TEXT)
I don’t know what came over me, but please, please, don’t ever show anyone those pics.  Better yet, delete them.  Break your phone.  I’ll buy you a new one.

M.J. scrolled up, confused as all Hell.  That’s when he saw the conversation.  He sent Michelle his topless pic, and she sent him one back.  Then he sent her the dick pic.  And she sent one of her rubbing her clit.

M.J.
Holy shit!

KAYDEN
What bro? 

Kayden comes over, sees something on M.J.’s phone but can’t quite make it out.

KAYDEN
Yo, what you got?

M.J. locks the screen right away and puts the phone in his pocket.  He needs a lie, and fast.

M.J.
It’s nothing.

KAYDEN
Nothing?

M.J.
You know how we’re pretending like I’m not fucking your sister.

KAYDEN
Oh, yeah.  Let’s keep pretending.  You’re up.  By the way, it’s a chick that’s left that, unless your Dad carries tampons with him.  Who you think it is?

M.J.
Don’t know, but he was getting real friendly with that teacher.  Maybe she stopped by, and he’s finally getting laid.

KAYDEN
Good for him.  Rebecca is a hottie, and your dad needs laid more than any man I know.

M.J.
Bro, really?

KAYDEN
He ain’t been laid in 6 years.  You can’t go 6 days.  Cut him some slack.  Besides, you might see something.

M.J. shakes his head.

M.J.
Bro.

KAYDEN
Just saying, she’s hot as fuck.

M.J.
And if what we’re saying is true, she’s fucking my dad.  That kind of puts her off-limits.  You up for another set?  I gotta check something real quick.

KAYDEN
Lazy fuck, just don’t tell me what you tell my sister.

M.J. goes off to a corner.  He looks at Michelle’s pics again.  Damn, he knew she was good looking, but DAAAMN!  He texts a little, but deletes it.  He tries again, but deletes.

INT. MARK'S BEDROOM – DAY

Mark and Rebecca are lying in bed, still recovering from their latest fuck session.  Rebecca leans over and across Mark.

REBECCA
You’ve thought about Michelle a little bit?

MARK
A little.  Maybe more than a little.  I’ve never told anyone that before.

REBECCA
Would you?

MARK
Would I what?

REBECCA
You know.  If you could get away with it, would you fuck her?  Would you do what you said?

MARK
There’s no way it would work.  She knows me too well.  Hell, I’m Uncle Mark.  There’s no way she wouldn’t know it was me.

REBECCA
Hypothetically.  What would it take for you to completely, totally take her?

Mark thinks long and hard about Rebecca’s question.

MARK
She knows my face, my body, and how I act.  But she’s naive and trusting.  I would need to disguise everything about me, and would need a solid alibi.  Like, airtight I was in another town kind of alibi.  Preferably with a witness.

REBECCA
So, if you had a witness saying you were over their apartment fucking all night, you would consider it?

MARK
Maybe.  There’s more to it.  I have kids, so they’d need to be out of the picture for the night.  M.J.’s no problem, he goes on hockey trips all the time.  But Mia’s in the house a lot, and Michelle is her babysitter.  The home invasion idea doesn’t work with that.

REBECCA
Why not?

MARK
If I break in to Sam’s house to fuck Michelle, the only way around their security system is using a private code.  They change the codes regularly but gave everyone that comes over their own code, so it wouldn’t take long to figure out who it was.  And they have nanny cams up.

REBECCA
And you don’t?

MARK
I’m better about hiding them.

REBECCA
So her place is out of the question.  That leaves this place or somewhere else.

MARK
And how do I break in to a house I’ve never been to?  The only option is this place.  That means she’s here either during a party or babysitting Mia.  Which means Mia’s in the way.  That’s assuming she doesn’t recognize me right off the bat.

REBECCA
Let’s just say you can hide your face, change your voice, disguise your body, and Mia’s safely out of the picture for the night.  Would you then, if there were no repercussions?

A beat.

MARK
Yeah.  I think I would.  But I sure as Hell wouldn’t tell anyone about it.

REBECCA
Good.  That would be insane.  You ever go on any business trips?

MARK
From time to time, but they’re mostly day trips.  Why?

REBECCA
Nothing works as a good excuse quite like saying you’re going out of town for the night.

MARK
Problem.  I work with Sam.  He knows my business better than anyone.  I say it’s a business trip, next thing I know he’ll ask which client.

REBECCA
For a lawyer, you don’t lie much.

MARK
I’m a good lawyer, I don’t need to lie.  I beat them with the law and the facts.  Besides, I do mostly commercial real estate, there’s not much lying needed.

REBECCA
Tell Sam you’re with me that night.  I’ll cover for you, but I want to watch.

MARK
Really?

REBECCA
Yeah.  You tell Michelle it’s a business trip, but when Sam asks about the business you tell him you’ve got a date that will hopefully go late into the night.  I saw how he looked at me at the party.

MARK
Like you were absolutely beautiful?

REBECCA
I was thinking more of “Piece of meat fucktoy” but I’ll take that any day.

Rebecca kisses Mark.

REBECCA
You have the alibi, the disguise will be simple.  Put on a mask and keep it on.  Get some of those fake tattoos that are easily covered in case they don’t wash off the next morning.  Now you need a voice changer.  I’ll look into what I can find.  You shouldn’t search for that, and I’ll do that through a VPN, muddy any trace.  Now you just need to hook her in.

Rebecca leans over to Mark’s nightstand and grabs his phone.  She can’t unlock it, so she gives it to Mark.

REBECCA
Mind opening this?

MARK
What for?

REBECCA
How often does Michelle watch Mia overnight?

MARK
Not often.  It’s been a couple years.

REBECCA
You’re gonna text her, giving her a heads up that in a few weeks you might need her to watch Mia overnight.  Might need to do it once or twice before to get her relaxed, get her parents on board.  You go after her the first night, her senses are on guard.  Go after her later, she’ll be relaxed and won’t expect it.  Plus, the first couple times, you could test the stream.

MARK
Test the stream?

REBECCA
Yeah.  I said I wanted to watch.  You can’t be the only one having fun.

MARK
Okay, what about Mia?

REBECCA
I don’t know, we’ll come up with a plan.  There’s a lot to do between now and then.
Rebecca took the phone out of Mark’s hand.

MARK
Hey!

REBECCA
What, you afraid I’ll send something bad.  “Hey fucktoi, wanna play Carnival?  You sit on my face and I’ll guess your weight.”

Rebecca finds the text chain for Michelle and drafts a message.  She shows it to Mark before sending.  He nods.  She presses Send.

INT. MICHELLE'S ROOM – DAY

Michelle has hastily pulled her pants up and her shirt down, trying to figure out what to say to M.J.  She’s composing another text when the message bubble comes up.  Then vanishes.  It comes up again, then vanishes.  It does this a third, fourth, and fifth time.

MICHELLE
Oh, come on, just say something.

Finally, a message comes in from M.J.  It’s a series of emojis.  Wide eyes, thumbs up, eggplant.   Then another message.

M.J. (TEXT)
Let’s talk later this afternoon.  I ain’t saying shit about shit.

Michelle breaths a little sigh, but is still very nervous.  Her phone buzzes again.  It’s Mark.

MARK (TEXT)
Hey Michelle.  Would you be able to watch Mia overnight sometime soon?  I might have a couple business trips coming up in the future.

Michelle ponders that for a moment before responding.

MICHELLE (TEXT)
Sure.  I’ll have to run it by Mom and Dad first.  Just let me know when.

MARK (TEXT)
Will do.

Michelle sits back, relieved.

A beat.

The doorbell rings.

SAM (O.S.)
Michelle, company’s here.  Come on down.

MICHELLE
(yelling)
Be right there.

Michelle checks herself in the mirror, straightening herself out.  She’s okay for now, not too much of a mess, just a little frumpy looking.  She leaves her room.

INT. MICHELLE'S HOUSE – DAY

Down in the living room, Sam and Jeanne are welcoming their guests.  It’s Chad and Melissa from up the street.  Following them in the house is Sydney.

SAM
Welcome.  Ready for some brunch?

CHAD
Absolutely, I’m starving.

MELISSA
Me too.

SYDNEY
Hi Michelle.

Sydney waved to Michelle.  She waved back.

MICHELLE
Hi.

Sydney’s phone buzzes in her purse.  She pulls it out and looks at it coyly.

M.J. (TEXT)
Yes, very much so.

Michelle’s phone buzzes in her pocket.  She pulls it out and checks it.

M.J. (TEXT)
BTW, those pics were (Emoji flames).

Michelle’s blushing a little and smiling.  She sees Sydney do the same after looking at her phone.  They catch each other’s eye.  Sydney walks over to Michelle.

SYDNEY
You look pretty happy.  Anything happen?

Michelle thinks for a moment.

MICHELLE
Nothing much, just a good mood.  You?

SYDNEY
Same.

FADE OUT:

END OF EPISODE 2
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Re: Purity
« Reply #7 on: August 18, 2021, 12:58:54 PM »
Great work! Super hot! Loved the whole thing with Rebecca’s voice over while the scene shows her fantasy ideas for the girls.
Also love the whole teen drama / love triangle thing as a more light hearted B plot. It contrasts well with the much more sinister plot brewing with Mark and Rebecca.
Can’t wait to see where these storylines collide!
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Re: Purity
« Reply #8 on: August 18, 2021, 02:58:41 PM »
Yes! Episode 2 is in the house!!! I enjoyed it mucho. Any story including the epic Mike Tyson quote is Chef's kiss to me.

Looks like hiring Rebecca to lead the Purity group is akin to the fox guarding the hen house. Ms. Hastings has vivid fantasies of each girl being forcibly taken much like she was back in the day by Brock. I think Mark might have been slightly taken aback at hearing them referenced as Sluts in Training. Clearly Rebecca isn't enamored of the pious Purity program. The real world lessons she'd like to teach those uppity girls,Critical Rape Theory, would not go over well at a school board meeting. Might even make national news. ;)

Rebecca desires to have a hand in the downfall of all seven virgins in her group,especially Berny and Michelle for sexual reasons and Emma because she viscerally loathes her better than thou piety. She's had this brewing in her head for a while as evidenced by the tapes and secret tapings she conducted. All the descriptions of Rebecca's various fantasies were hot, but her plans for Connie were next level Hot AF. Defiling a devout Catholic girl via creative use of rosary beads and a crucifix would be a complete mind and spiritual fuck to go along with the physical one.

I do like how Rebecca coaxed Mark into admitting his feelings towards Michelle. She def. senses a kindred spirit in him. All of those fantasies about the girls did gradually turn him on. I loved how once she got Mark to begin to admit what he wanted to do to Michelle that the dam broke and he went on a very lengthy fantasy (as opposed to the brief ones set forth by Rebecca), one that he obviously had thought of before but didn't dare vocalize, let alone to another person. Now he has a confidant and a partner in crime. It also gives us needed insight to the opening scene of Episode 01.

Excellent vid of Michelle espousing what a good Christian is, interspersed with her parents outed as hypocrites of the highest order. I imagine her parents are her role models but they have feet of clay. Michelle is trying to be a good girl but nature is taking its course and she is quite attracted to MJ. Looks like the innocent Michelle is beginning to act like a normal teenager rather than a completely repressed one, which contrasts with Rebecca's view of her as an idealized innocent. Who knew that all it took to crack the ice with Michelle was a simple mistakenly sent text?

Kudos to Michelle for the first message ever sent via erect nipple.

MJ has just created a triangle with himself, Sydney, and Michelle. He's a teenage boy and def. would try to score with Michelle while also seeing Sydney. Little does he know he is also in sort of a triangle with himself, Michelle and his Dad who wants to be Michelle's first everything.

In a normal teen scenario, MJ might eventually get Michelle to go "all the way" and be her first, but MJ is often away which would hinder his progress. Thing is, Mark and Rebecca have set an expiration date on Michelle's virginity. It almost feels like a race but with only one side knowing that time is of the essence. Michelle seems to be sexually awakening a bit so their plan can't happen soon enough. I wonder what odds Vegas would set for which Mark gets Michelle's cherry?

This episode confirmed exactly what the first one did: Mark is turned on by Rebecca but that pales to the depth and intensity of what Michelle does to him. I am torn on whether Rebecca is a good or bad influence on Mark. Good in the sense that she helps him be honest with himself and is making him happy. Bad because she has him ready to commit felonies to satisfy their shared dark desires.

The trap has been laid for young Michelle via the overnight sleepovers. Will it be a mission impossible for the daring couple or will Mark and Rebecca be like Hannibal Smith and they'll love it when the plan cums together?

Thank you for an excellent Episode 2, Lt Broccoli. Already pumped for the third installment.
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