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10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens on an close up of Sheila's face, as she staggers down the road. The 19-year-old girl looks dazed. Her face is sweaty. Her clothes are wet and loose, hanging off her petite frame, and she is clutching a bundle tightly against her chest. She comes upon a shed and, looking over her shoulder to make sure no one is around, carefully places the bundle between some rocks at the back of the structure. A WORM'S EYE angle shows her staring down at it. She slowly starts to cry. Wiping her tears, she composes herself and walks off. As she crosses the front of the shed, a man steps out and catches her. Surprised, he asks if she is OK. Not wanting to get caught, she runs off without saying a word, wiping the frame and leaving the man to wonder what she was doing behind his shed. He walks around the back to take look and, after a moment, lets out a scream. Close up of Sheila sitting stone-faced. She is handcuffed to a chair while a police officer stands silently behind her. A well-dressed man enters the room and approaches her. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he tells the officer to remove the cuffs and wait outside. When the officer exits, the man slowly removes his grip and sits down on a chair opposite Sheila. They survey each other for a moment before the man asks if she knows who he is. She has no reaction. The man introduces himself as Dr. Powell. He explains that he is a psychiatrist who has been appointed by the court in her case. She says nothing. Taking a deep breath, he asks if she knows why she is here. When she continues to be silent, he picks up his notebook and reads that she is here because of the June 7, 2017 incident involving her baby. Sheila looks away, to hide her reaction, and mutters something incoherent. Dr. Powell pulls his chair a little closer. He tells her that she has been charged with attempted homicide and, since she is 19-years-old, she is going to be tried as an adult. Her attorney, a public defender, is trying to build a case to prove it was involuntary abandonment. Right now, that defense is greatly dependent on this session. The psychiatrist's role will be to examine her and provide testimony about her mental state. His recommendations will provide the legal evidence that her attorney is hoping for -- proof that she was not of sound mind when committing the act. He asks if she knows the difference between voluntary and involuntary? Turning to face him for the first time, she says blankly 'Yes, I know the difference very well.' Sensing her resistance, Dr. Powell sits back in his chair and smiles. 'Involuntary is an unintential act committed by someone who has no spite or anger and no intention to cause harm.' He speaks condescendingly. 'It is very difficult to prove, especially in this kind of case, as I'm sure you know. But that's why we're here today ... so, why don't we start by you telling me what happened.' Sheila turns away. Dr. Powell licks his lips. 'How exactly did you get pregnant?' He asks. She says nothing. He stands up, adjusting himself subtly. 'Was it one of the boys from your school?' He asks, glancing at his notes. 'Oh wait ... you don't go to school. You haven't gone to school since ....' Sheila cuts him off and tells him that she's homeschooled. Walking around her, Dr. Powell asks her to elaborate -- what was it like to be taught by your parents instead of a regular teacher? Did it make you feel isolated to be away from other kids? Sheila stares down at her feet and tells him she wasn't taught by her parents. She was taught by her poppa. Dr. Powell stops walking. He licks his lips again, trying to contain the smirk forming on his face. 'Was your father a strict teacher?' He asks. Sheila looks up at him. 'My poppa is everything.' She replies and begins to cry.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens on an close up of Sheila's face, as she staggers down the road. The 19-year-old girl looks dazed. Her face is sweaty. Her clothes are wet and loose, hanging off her petite frame, and she is clutching a bundle tightly against her chest. She comes upon a shed and, looking over her shoulder to make sure no one is around, carefully places the bundle between some rocks at the back of the structure. A WORM'S EYE angle shows her staring down at it. She slowly starts to cry. Wiping her tears, she composes herself and walks off. As she crosses the front of the shed, a man steps out and catches her. Surprised, he asks if she is OK. Not wanting to get caught, she runs off without saying a word, wiping the frame and leaving the man to wonder what she was doing behind his shed. He walks around the back to take look and, after a moment, lets out a scream. Close up of Sheila sitting stone-faced. She is handcuffed to a chair while a police officer stands silently behind her. A well-dressed man enters the room and approaches her. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he tells the officer to remove the cuffs and wait outside. When the officer exits, the man slowly removes his grip and sits down on a chair opposite Sheila. They survey each other for a moment before the man asks if she knows who he is. She has no reaction. The man introduces himself as Dr. Powell. He explains that he is a psychiatrist who has been appointed by the court in her case. She says nothing. Taking a deep breath, he asks if she knows why she is here. When she continues to be silent, he picks up his notebook and reads that she is here because of the June 7, 2017 incident involving her baby. Sheila looks away, to hide her reaction, and mutters something incoherent. Dr. Powell pulls his chair a little closer. He tells her that she has been charged with attempted homicide and, since she is 19-years-old, she is going to be tried as an adult. Her attorney, a public defender, is trying to build a case to prove it was involuntary abandonment. Right now, that defense is greatly dependent on this session. The psychiatrist's role will be to examine her and provide testimony about her mental state. His recommendations will provide the legal evidence that her attorney is hoping for -- proof that she was not of sound mind when committing the act. He asks if she knows the difference between voluntary and involuntary? Turning to face him for the first time, she says blankly 'Yes, I know the difference very well.' Sensing her resistance, Dr. Powell sits back in his chair and smiles. 'Involuntary is an unintential act committed by someone who has no spite or anger and no intention to cause harm.' He speaks condescendingly. 'It is very difficult to prove, especially in this kind of case, as I'm sure you know. But that's why we're here today ... so, why don't we start by you telling me what happened.' Sheila turns away. Dr. Powell licks his lips. 'How exactly did you get pregnant?' He asks. She says nothing. He stands up, adjusting himself subtly. 'Was it one of the boys from your school?' He asks, glancing at his notes. 'Oh wait ... you don't go to school. You haven't gone to school since ....' Sheila cuts him off and tells him that she's homeschooled. Walking around her, Dr. Powell asks her to elaborate -- what was it like to be taught by your parents instead of a regular teacher? Did it make you feel isolated to be away from other kids? Sheila stares down at her feet and tells him she wasn't taught by her parents. She was taught by her poppa. Dr. Powell stops walking. He licks his lips again, trying to contain the smirk forming on his face. 'Was your father a strict teacher?' He asks. Sheila looks up at him. 'My poppa is everything.' She replies and begins to cry.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens on an close up of Sheila's face, as she staggers down the road. The 19-year-old girl looks dazed. Her face is sweaty. Her clothes are wet and loose, hanging off her petite frame, and she is clutching a bundle tightly against her chest. She comes upon a shed and, looking over her shoulder to make sure no one is around, carefully places the bundle between some rocks at the back of the structure. A WORM'S EYE angle shows her staring down at it. She slowly starts to cry. Wiping her tears, she composes herself and walks off. As she crosses the front of the shed, a man steps out and catches her. Surprised, he asks if she is OK. Not wanting to get caught, she runs off without saying a word, wiping the frame and leaving the man to wonder what she was doing behind his shed. He walks around the back to take look and, after a moment, lets out a scream. Close up of Sheila sitting stone-faced. She is handcuffed to a chair while a police officer stands silently behind her. A well-dressed man enters the room and approaches her. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he tells the officer to remove the cuffs and wait outside. When the officer exits, the man slowly removes his grip and sits down on a chair opposite Sheila. They survey each other for a moment before the man asks if she knows who he is. She has no reaction. The man introduces himself as Dr. Powell. He explains that he is a psychiatrist who has been appointed by the court in her case. She says nothing. Taking a deep breath, he asks if she knows why she is here. When she continues to be silent, he picks up his notebook and reads that she is here because of the June 7, 2017 incident involving her baby. Sheila looks away, to hide her reaction, and mutters something incoherent. Dr. Powell pulls his chair a little closer. He tells her that she has been charged with attempted homicide and, since she is 19-years-old, she is going to be tried as an adult. Her attorney, a public defender, is trying to build a case to prove it was involuntary abandonment. Right now, that defense is greatly dependent on this session. The psychiatrist's role will be to examine her and provide testimony about her mental state. His recommendations will provide the legal evidence that her attorney is hoping for -- proof that she was not of sound mind when committing the act. He asks if she knows the difference between voluntary and involuntary? Turning to face him for the first time, she says blankly 'Yes, I know the difference very well.' Sensing her resistance, Dr. Powell sits back in his chair and smiles. 'Involuntary is an unintential act committed by someone who has no spite or anger and no intention to cause harm.' He speaks condescendingly. 'It is very difficult to prove, especially in this kind of case, as I'm sure you know. But that's why we're here today ... so, why don't we start by you telling me what happened.' Sheila turns away. Dr. Powell licks his lips. 'How exactly did you get pregnant?' He asks. She says nothing. He stands up, adjusting himself subtly. 'Was it one of the boys from your school?' He asks, glancing at his notes. 'Oh wait ... you don't go to school. You haven't gone to school since ....' Sheila cuts him off and tells him that she's homeschooled. Walking around her, Dr. Powell asks her to elaborate -- what was it like to be taught by your parents instead of a regular teacher? Did it make you feel isolated to be away from other kids? Sheila stares down at her feet and tells him she wasn't taught by her parents. She was taught by her poppa. Dr. Powell stops walking. He licks his lips again, trying to contain the smirk forming on his face. 'Was your father a strict teacher?' He asks. Sheila looks up at him. 'My poppa is everything.' She replies and begins to cry.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens on an close up of Sheila's face, as she staggers down the road. The 19-year-old girl looks dazed. Her face is sweaty. Her clothes are wet and loose, hanging off her petite frame, and she is clutching a bundle tightly against her chest. She comes upon a shed and, looking over her shoulder to make sure no one is around, carefully places the bundle between some rocks at the back of the structure. A WORM'S EYE angle shows her staring down at it. She slowly starts to cry. Wiping her tears, she composes herself and walks off. As she crosses the front of the shed, a man steps out and catches her. Surprised, he asks if she is OK. Not wanting to get caught, she runs off without saying a word, wiping the frame and leaving the man to wonder what she was doing behind his shed. He walks around the back to take look and, after a moment, lets out a scream. Close up of Sheila sitting stone-faced. She is handcuffed to a chair while a police officer stands silently behind her. A well-dressed man enters the room and approaches her. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he tells the officer to remove the cuffs and wait outside. When the officer exits, the man slowly removes his grip and sits down on a chair opposite Sheila. They survey each other for a moment before the man asks if she knows who he is. She has no reaction. The man introduces himself as Dr. Powell. He explains that he is a psychiatrist who has been appointed by the court in her case. She says nothing. Taking a deep breath, he asks if she knows why she is here. When she continues to be silent, he picks up his notebook and reads that she is here because of the June 7, 2017 incident involving her baby. Sheila looks away, to hide her reaction, and mutters something incoherent. Dr. Powell pulls his chair a little closer. He tells her that she has been charged with attempted homicide and, since she is 19-years-old, she is going to be tried as an adult. Her attorney, a public defender, is trying to build a case to prove it was involuntary abandonment. Right now, that defense is greatly dependent on this session. The psychiatrist's role will be to examine her and provide testimony about her mental state. His recommendations will provide the legal evidence that her attorney is hoping for -- proof that she was not of sound mind when committing the act. He asks if she knows the difference between voluntary and involuntary? Turning to face him for the first time, she says blankly 'Yes, I know the difference very well.' Sensing her resistance, Dr. Powell sits back in his chair and smiles. 'Involuntary is an unintential act committed by someone who has no spite or anger and no intention to cause harm.' He speaks condescendingly. 'It is very difficult to prove, especially in this kind of case, as I'm sure you know. But that's why we're here today ... so, why don't we start by you telling me what happened.' Sheila turns away. Dr. Powell licks his lips. 'How exactly did you get pregnant?' He asks. She says nothing. He stands up, adjusting himself subtly. 'Was it one of the boys from your school?' He asks, glancing at his notes. 'Oh wait ... you don't go to school. You haven't gone to school since ....' Sheila cuts him off and tells him that she's homeschooled. Walking around her, Dr. Powell asks her to elaborate -- what was it like to be taught by your parents instead of a regular teacher? Did it make you feel isolated to be away from other kids? Sheila stares down at her feet and tells him she wasn't taught by her parents. She was taught by her poppa. Dr. Powell stops walking. He licks his lips again, trying to contain the smirk forming on his face. 'Was your father a strict teacher?' He asks. Sheila looks up at him. 'My poppa is everything.' She replies and begins to cry.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens on an close up of Sheila's face, as she staggers down the road. The 19-year-old girl looks dazed. Her face is sweaty. Her clothes are wet and loose, hanging off her petite frame, and she is clutching a bundle tightly against her chest. She comes upon a shed and, looking over her shoulder to make sure no one is around, carefully places the bundle between some rocks at the back of the structure. A WORM'S EYE angle shows her staring down at it. She slowly starts to cry. Wiping her tears, she composes herself and walks off. As she crosses the front of the shed, a man steps out and catches her. Surprised, he asks if she is OK. Not wanting to get caught, she runs off without saying a word, wiping the frame and leaving the man to wonder what she was doing behind his shed. He walks around the back to take look and, after a moment, lets out a scream. Close up of Sheila sitting stone-faced. She is handcuffed to a chair while a police officer stands silently behind her. A well-dressed man enters the room and approaches her. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he tells the officer to remove the cuffs and wait outside. When the officer exits, the man slowly removes his grip and sits down on a chair opposite Sheila. They survey each other for a moment before the man asks if she knows who he is. She has no reaction. The man introduces himself as Dr. Powell. He explains that he is a psychiatrist who has been appointed by the court in her case. She says nothing. Taking a deep breath, he asks if she knows why she is here. When she continues to be silent, he picks up his notebook and reads that she is here because of the June 7, 2017 incident involving her baby. Sheila looks away, to hide her reaction, and mutters something incoherent. Dr. Powell pulls his chair a little closer. He tells her that she has been charged with attempted homicide and, since she is 19-years-old, she is going to be tried as an adult. Her attorney, a public defender, is trying to build a case to prove it was involuntary abandonment. Right now, that defense is greatly dependent on this session. The psychiatrist's role will be to examine her and provide testimony about her mental state. His recommendations will provide the legal evidence that her attorney is hoping for -- proof that she was not of sound mind when committing the act. He asks if she knows the difference between voluntary and involuntary? Turning to face him for the first time, she says blankly 'Yes, I know the difference very well.' Sensing her resistance, Dr. Powell sits back in his chair and smiles. 'Involuntary is an unintential act committed by someone who has no spite or anger and no intention to cause harm.' He speaks condescendingly. 'It is very difficult to prove, especially in this kind of case, as I'm sure you know. But that's why we're here today ... so, why don't we start by you telling me what happened.' Sheila turns away. Dr. Powell licks his lips. 'How exactly did you get pregnant?' He asks. She says nothing. He stands up, adjusting himself subtly. 'Was it one of the boys from your school?' He asks, glancing at his notes. 'Oh wait ... you don't go to school. You haven't gone to school since ....' Sheila cuts him off and tells him that she's homeschooled. Walking around her, Dr. Powell asks her to elaborate -- what was it like to be taught by your parents instead of a regular teacher? Did it make you feel isolated to be away from other kids? Sheila stares down at her feet and tells him she wasn't taught by her parents. She was taught by her poppa. Dr. Powell stops walking. He licks his lips again, trying to contain the smirk forming on his face. 'Was your father a strict teacher?' He asks. Sheila looks up at him. 'My poppa is everything.' She replies and begins to cry.
15:12HDالوصف Norah Nova sure likes to laugh and smile a lot.....which is a good thing. However, this whore came over to the house, and had her crying tears of joy. She wanted cock, and I gave her just that.
09:00HDالوصف Izzy Bell hired Makayla Cox to help her plan her dream wedding. Izzy says she doesn‘t want anything too extravagant, but Makayla being a professional knows that is total bullshit. Just before they get into it, Izzy excuses herself. After she took a while McKayla went to go find her. She was crying in the living room. All the stress from planning the wedding made her not so sure if she should go through with it. Turns out that Izzy actually had an affinity for girls, and Makayla could sense it in her pussy. She began to passionately make out with Izzy and allow her to release her true feelings for the first time in a long time. Things quickly escalated to intense cunt eating, asshole licking, and friction filled tribbing. After they both orgasmed, it was clear that Izzy would no longer worry about planning her wedding, but focus her attention on getting dyked.
09:00HDالوصف Izzy Bell hired Makayla Cox to help her plan her dream wedding. Izzy says she doesn‘t want anything too extravagant, but Makayla being a professional knows that is total bullshit. Just before they get into it, Izzy excuses herself. After she took a while McKayla went to go find her. She was crying in the living room. All the stress from planning the wedding made her not so sure if she should go through with it. Turns out that Izzy actually had an affinity for girls, and Makayla could sense it in her pussy. She began to passionately make out with Izzy and allow her to release her true feelings for the first time in a long time. Things quickly escalated to intense cunt eating, asshole licking, and friction filled tribbing. After they both orgasmed, it was clear that Izzy would no longer worry about planning her wedding, but focus her attention on getting dyked.
09:00HDالوصف Izzy Bell hired Makayla Cox to help her plan her dream wedding. Izzy says she doesn‘t want anything too extravagant, but Makayla being a professional knows that is total bullshit. Just before they get into it, Izzy excuses herself. After she took a while McKayla went to go find her. She was crying in the living room. All the stress from planning the wedding made her not so sure if she should go through with it. Turns out that Izzy actually had an affinity for girls, and Makayla could sense it in her pussy. She began to passionately make out with Izzy and allow her to release her true feelings for the first time in a long time. Things quickly escalated to intense cunt eating, asshole licking, and friction filled tribbing. After they both orgasmed, it was clear that Izzy would no longer worry about planning her wedding, but focus her attention on getting dyked.
09:00HDالوصف Izzy Bell hired Makayla Cox to help her plan her dream wedding. Izzy says she doesn‘t want anything too extravagant, but Makayla being a professional knows that is total bullshit. Just before they get into it, Izzy excuses herself. After she took a while McKayla went to go find her. She was crying in the living room. All the stress from planning the wedding made her not so sure if she should go through with it. Turns out that Izzy actually had an affinity for girls, and Makayla could sense it in her pussy. She began to passionately make out with Izzy and allow her to release her true feelings for the first time in a long time. Things quickly escalated to intense cunt eating, asshole licking, and friction filled tribbing. After they both orgasmed, it was clear that Izzy would no longer worry about planning her wedding, but focus her attention on getting dyked.
08:00HDالوصف Alex was in her room crying since her new boyfriend just broke up with her because she wouldnt have sex with him.
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09:00HDالوصف Suspects grandmother was called to LP office in hopes of clearing matters up. While argument occurred, grandmother herself dropped stolen merchandise from her person. Both grandmother and suspect were punished by LP officer and infraction was handled on site.
08:00HDالوصف Batter up! Bootylicious ebony beauty Moriah Mills is all ready for some hardball in her t-shirt and tiny red shorts, but her boyfriend won't let her play with the big boys. Lucky for her, pinch hitter Sean Lawless is all too willing to help Moriah practice her swing… and fondle her round, sexy tits while she twerks against his crotch! Once they're left alone, Moriah sucks on Sean's juicy ballpark frank, then Sean gets deep into Moriah's dugout, worshipping her pussy, fucking her doggystyle, and rounding the rest of her bases. It's a grand-slammin', all-American good time! But when Moriah's boyfriend catches her covered in Sean's sticky man-goo, will she be called safe, or thrown out? Moriah's boyfriend learns the hard way that there's no crying in baseball! Wouldn't you want Moriah on your team?
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens inside a car late one night. A group of teenagers are headed home from a party. Amy, a shy 18-year-old girl, sits in the backseat beside her best friend Heather. Heather is also 18-years-old but much more mature and flirty than Amy and is occupied by a boy beside her, while another one drives. They all laugh about the party when suddenly, a cop car pulls up behind them and starts flashing its lights. The boy driving tells everyone to be cool and tries to smooth talk the cop when he rolls down the window. But, after reviewing his license and registration, the cop asks the two women to step out of the car. Nervously, they do, and the cop asks them their ages, where they've been, and whether thereare any drugs in the car. Heather is quick to say 'NO' but Amy grabs her and whispers something in her ear. The cop sees this and turns to her, repeating his question. Nervously, Amy mutters that she thinks there might be something in her friend's purse. The cop sneers and turns Heather around, handcuffing her. He informs Heather that he is placing her under arrest and that Amy must accompany them. They will both be getting a citation. The cop then tells the boys to hand him the purse and move along, they can retrieve their girlfriends from the precinct in three hours once they've been written up. The boys looked shocked but scared and do as they're told, driving off and leaving the two girls alone with the officer. Amy clutches the purse tightly. The officer leads the two girls into a house. They both look very confused. 'Where is the police station?' Amy asks, still clutching the purse. The officer removes Heather's handcuffs and casually informs them that he just had to stop at home for something first. He hopes they don't mind and he trusts they won't go anywhere. He leaves the room. Amy rushes over to Heather, who is still rubbing her wrists after having the cuffs removed. 'This feels really weird, Heather.' Amy says. 'Why would a cop take us to his house? In fact, why did he only arrest us in the first place?' Heather, looking nervous, snaps at her friend to be cool. She reminds him that they got arrested because she ratted her out about the purse. The cop comes back into the room with some glasses. He offers the girls a drink and invites them to sit down. He removes his gun holder and rests it on the table before asking to see the purse. Amy tries to protest, asking if he needs a warrant to do this. Heather snaps at her again, smiling at the officer and apologizing for her friend. She grabs the purse and opens it on the table, explaining that she may have some pills that she got from her mother but that's it. The officer spots the pills and asks what kind they are. Heather meekly admits to having amphetamines, pills she took from her mother's medicine cabinet. The cop shakes his head and puts the bag of pills in his pocket. 'Two eighteen-year-old girls caught with their mother's prescriptions,' he says. 'Not only will it get you in trouble with the law, but I would imagine your families will both be very disappointed in you when they find out.' He sips his drink. 'Do they know you were out late at night with older guys?' Amy flushes red and puts her head in her hands. Heather admits to the cops that they had both lied to their parents. The cop laughs to himself, taking another sip. He slips his shoes off. 'You know, the reason I pulled you over in the first place is because we had an alert out on that guy's license plate!' Amy turns to her friend in anger and whispers under her breath that she knew those guys were trouble. Heather shrugs her off and looks at the cop. 'Is there anything we can do to get out of this?' She asks. The cop sits up and studies them both. Heather tries to look brave while Amy shrinks back on the couch, arms folded. 'I probably should just get you both down to the station,' he says. 'Those guys won't be back for you tonight, I know their type, so you'll both probably stay in lockup for a few days before we set a bail hearing.' Amy starts to cry, while Heather tries to comfort her. She asks the cop again if there is anything they can do. 'Well,' the officer says. 'I am a bit of a freak. What would you be willing to do to get out of this?' Heather breathes heavily for a moment before muttering that she can suck his dick. Amy grabs her friend and tells her no, she shouldn't have to do that. Heather tells her it'll be ok, she will get them out of it. She gets down on her knees in front of the cop and asks again ... saying she'll give him a blowjob if he will let them go. He agrees but only if Amy joins in as well.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens inside a car late one night. A group of teenagers are headed home from a party. Amy, a shy 18-year-old girl, sits in the backseat beside her best friend Heather. Heather is also 18-years-old but much more mature and flirty than Amy and is occupied by a boy beside her, while another one drives. They all laugh about the party when suddenly, a cop car pulls up behind them and starts flashing its lights. The boy driving tells everyone to be cool and tries to smooth talk the cop when he rolls down the window. But, after reviewing his license and registration, the cop asks the two women to step out of the car. Nervously, they do, and the cop asks them their ages, where they've been, and whether thereare any drugs in the car. Heather is quick to say 'NO' but Amy grabs her and whispers something in her ear. The cop sees this and turns to her, repeating his question. Nervously, Amy mutters that she thinks there might be something in her friend's purse. The cop sneers and turns Heather around, handcuffing her. He informs Heather that he is placing her under arrest and that Amy must accompany them. They will both be getting a citation. The cop then tells the boys to hand him the purse and move along, they can retrieve their girlfriends from the precinct in three hours once they've been written up. The boys looked shocked but scared and do as they're told, driving off and leaving the two girls alone with the officer. Amy clutches the purse tightly. The officer leads the two girls into a house. They both look very confused. 'Where is the police station?' Amy asks, still clutching the purse. The officer removes Heather's handcuffs and casually informs them that he just had to stop at home for something first. He hopes they don't mind and he trusts they won't go anywhere. He leaves the room. Amy rushes over to Heather, who is still rubbing her wrists after having the cuffs removed. 'This feels really weird, Heather.' Amy says. 'Why would a cop take us to his house? In fact, why did he only arrest us in the first place?' Heather, looking nervous, snaps at her friend to be cool. She reminds him that they got arrested because she ratted her out about the purse. The cop comes back into the room with some glasses. He offers the girls a drink and invites them to sit down. He removes his gun holder and rests it on the table before asking to see the purse. Amy tries to protest, asking if he needs a warrant to do this. Heather snaps at her again, smiling at the officer and apologizing for her friend. She grabs the purse and opens it on the table, explaining that she may have some pills that she got from her mother but that's it. The officer spots the pills and asks what kind they are. Heather meekly admits to having amphetamines, pills she took from her mother's medicine cabinet. The cop shakes his head and puts the bag of pills in his pocket. 'Two eighteen-year-old girls caught with their mother's prescriptions,' he says. 'Not only will it get you in trouble with the law, but I would imagine your families will both be very disappointed in you when they find out.' He sips his drink. 'Do they know you were out late at night with older guys?' Amy flushes red and puts her head in her hands. Heather admits to the cops that they had both lied to their parents. The cop laughs to himself, taking another sip. He slips his shoes off. 'You know, the reason I pulled you over in the first place is because we had an alert out on that guy's license plate!' Amy turns to her friend in anger and whispers under her breath that she knew those guys were trouble. Heather shrugs her off and looks at the cop. 'Is there anything we can do to get out of this?' She asks. The cop sits up and studies them both. Heather tries to look brave while Amy shrinks back on the couch, arms folded. 'I probably should just get you both down to the station,' he says. 'Those guys won't be back for you tonight, I know their type, so you'll both probably stay in lockup for a few days before we set a bail hearing.' Amy starts to cry, while Heather tries to comfort her. She asks the cop again if there is anything they can do. 'Well,' the officer says. 'I am a bit of a freak. What would you be willing to do to get out of this?' Heather breathes heavily for a moment before muttering that she can suck his dick. Amy grabs her friend and tells her no, she shouldn't have to do that. Heather tells her it'll be ok, she will get them out of it. She gets down on her knees in front of the cop and asks again ... saying she'll give him a blowjob if he will let them go. He agrees but only if Amy joins in as well.
10:00HDالوصف Sexy German teen Khadisha Latina gets fucked and tortured by Ronny Rosetti in the forest. He ties her up, fucks her cunt and fills it with cum. Later, she's in for some hot wax pain.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens inside a car late one night. A group of teenagers are headed home from a party. Amy, a shy 18-year-old girl, sits in the backseat beside her best friend Heather. Heather is also 18-years-old but much more mature and flirty than Amy and is occupied by a boy beside her, while another one drives. They all laugh about the party when suddenly, a cop car pulls up behind them and starts flashing its lights. The boy driving tells everyone to be cool and tries to smooth talk the cop when he rolls down the window. But, after reviewing his license and registration, the cop asks the two women to step out of the car. Nervously, they do, and the cop asks them their ages, where they've been, and whether thereare any drugs in the car. Heather is quick to say 'NO' but Amy grabs her and whispers something in her ear. The cop sees this and turns to her, repeating his question. Nervously, Amy mutters that she thinks there might be something in her friend's purse. The cop sneers and turns Heather around, handcuffing her. He informs Heather that he is placing her under arrest and that Amy must accompany them. They will both be getting a citation. The cop then tells the boys to hand him the purse and move along, they can retrieve their girlfriends from the precinct in three hours once they've been written up. The boys looked shocked but scared and do as they're told, driving off and leaving the two girls alone with the officer. Amy clutches the purse tightly. The officer leads the two girls into a house. They both look very confused. 'Where is the police station?' Amy asks, still clutching the purse. The officer removes Heather's handcuffs and casually informs them that he just had to stop at home for something first. He hopes they don't mind and he trusts they won't go anywhere. He leaves the room. Amy rushes over to Heather, who is still rubbing her wrists after having the cuffs removed. 'This feels really weird, Heather.' Amy says. 'Why would a cop take us to his house? In fact, why did he only arrest us in the first place?' Heather, looking nervous, snaps at her friend to be cool. She reminds him that they got arrested because she ratted her out about the purse. The cop comes back into the room with some glasses. He offers the girls a drink and invites them to sit down. He removes his gun holder and rests it on the table before asking to see the purse. Amy tries to protest, asking if he needs a warrant to do this. Heather snaps at her again, smiling at the officer and apologizing for her friend. She grabs the purse and opens it on the table, explaining that she may have some pills that she got from her mother but that's it. The officer spots the pills and asks what kind they are. Heather meekly admits to having amphetamines, pills she took from her mother's medicine cabinet. The cop shakes his head and puts the bag of pills in his pocket. 'Two eighteen-year-old girls caught with their mother's prescriptions,' he says. 'Not only will it get you in trouble with the law, but I would imagine your families will both be very disappointed in you when they find out.' He sips his drink. 'Do they know you were out late at night with older guys?' Amy flushes red and puts her head in her hands. Heather admits to the cops that they had both lied to their parents. The cop laughs to himself, taking another sip. He slips his shoes off. 'You know, the reason I pulled you over in the first place is because we had an alert out on that guy's license plate!' Amy turns to her friend in anger and whispers under her breath that she knew those guys were trouble. Heather shrugs her off and looks at the cop. 'Is there anything we can do to get out of this?' She asks. The cop sits up and studies them both. Heather tries to look brave while Amy shrinks back on the couch, arms folded. 'I probably should just get you both down to the station,' he says. 'Those guys won't be back for you tonight, I know their type, so you'll both probably stay in lockup for a few days before we set a bail hearing.' Amy starts to cry, while Heather tries to comfort her. She asks the cop again if there is anything they can do. 'Well,' the officer says. 'I am a bit of a freak. What would you be willing to do to get out of this?' Heather breathes heavily for a moment before muttering that she can suck his dick. Amy grabs her friend and tells her no, she shouldn't have to do that. Heather tells her it'll be ok, she will get them out of it. She gets down on her knees in front of the cop and asks again ... saying she'll give him a blowjob if he will let them go. He agrees but only if Amy joins in as well.
10:00HDالوصف The scene opens on Bruce, a handsome blue-collar man, as he sits solemnly at the dining room table cracking his knuckles. He is staring blankly at a photo of his wife. The woman died two months earlier after a sudden illness and his family has been devastated, especially his step-daughter Laurie, who went from being a typical happy girl to a distant, resentful stranger. Now, he is waiting for her to come home -- and she is late. Two hours late for their appointment, a session with a therapist that Bruce has arranged in the wake of his wife's death. When she finally returns home, he stands up to confront her but before the man can say anything, Laurie lashes into him. He's not her real father, he can't tell her what to do anymore, she's 18, an adult, she's going to leave any day now. They quickly descend into a screaming match in the living room, where Bruce tries to talk reason with his daughter and she hurls insults and hits him. Finally, he is forced to grab her and pin her down, to stop her tantrum. There is a long, intense pause as they stare, breathing hard, inches from each other. He tells her they are going to this therapist and that's an order. She spits in his face. The father, beside himself, grabs her by the wrist and pulls her outside to the car. Scene cuts to a neatly appointed office. A therapist sits behind her desk, working on a laptop, when there is a knock on the door. She opens it to reveal Bruce, looking defeated, with his angry, tear- stricken daughter beside him. He is still grabbing her wrist. 'Sorry we are late,' he says as she lets them in. The father and daughter sit down as the therapist begins her session. She tells Laurie that she has been counselling Bruce since her mother's untimely passing and that both felt it was important to bring Laurie into the sessions. She asks Bruce to describe to his daughter how he has been feeling since the funeral. Looking down at the floor, Bruce explains his sorrow, especially over the distance he has felt with the girl he raised as his own. It feels as if he lost not just his wife, but his daughter as well. She is so angry that they barely talk anymore and it's tearing him up inside. The therapist asks Laurie to share her feelings. Laurie clams up at first but, after some soothing words by the kind therapist, breaks down and confesses that she secretly hates herself for her mother's death. Bruce is dumbstruck. He tries to comfort her, she didn't cause her mom's illness. But Laurie, crying, tells him that she doesn't hate herself for mom dying, she hates the fact that she secretly wanted her gone. She had wanted her gone for as long as she could remember... all so she could have Bruce to herself. The therapist, who has been calmly taking notes, walks back over to her library and pulls out a book. 'I understand the root of this now,' she says. 'Have either of you heard of the Electra complex?' The shocked family says nothing. 'It's a Neo-Freudian psychological theory, proposed by Carl Jung, about a girl's psychosexual competition with her mother for possession of her father.' Bruce stands up and tries to shut down the conversation, saying it's inappropriate. The therapist advises him to sit and continues. 'The term itself is derived from the Greek myth of Electra. During female psychosexual development, a young girl is initially attached to her mother. Most often, because of the powerful connection of the womb and breastfeeding. But, when she discovers her father (or father figure, in this case) and the fact that his body is different from her own, she develops a sexual attachment to him leading her to sub- consciously want to remove her mother and be with her dad.' Laurie starts laughing nervously. The therapist puts her book away and walks up to Laurie, placing her hand on her shoulder. 'What is making you laugh?' She asks. Laurie tells her she is laughing because it's uncomfortable. 'And what exactly is uncomfortable?' Laurie looks at Bruce in defiance before turning back and telling the therapist that suggesting she fucks her step-dad makes her uncomfortable. The therapist smiles and walks over to Bruce, sitting down in his lap and starting to stroke his face affectionately. Without pause, Laurie jumps up and grabs her. The therapist smiles and steps off, noting that she had just proven her point. Look at how the daughter reacted to competition! This is clearly a case of Electra. She tells Laurie to sit back down and listen: they are going to focus this session on an exercise. To work out her resentment towards her mother and anger at her step-dad, the therapist advises Laurie that she must roleplay as the woman herself. 'Put yourself in the role of your mother. Bruce will be himself. And I will play you.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens inside a car late one night. A group of teenagers are headed home from a party. Amy, a shy 18-year-old girl, sits in the backseat beside her best friend Heather. Heather is also 18-years-old but much more mature and flirty than Amy and is occupied by a boy beside her, while another one drives. They all laugh about the party when suddenly, a cop car pulls up behind them and starts flashing its lights. The boy driving tells everyone to be cool and tries to smooth talk the cop when he rolls down the window. But, after reviewing his license and registration, the cop asks the two women to step out of the car. Nervously, they do, and the cop asks them their ages, where they've been, and whether thereare any drugs in the car. Heather is quick to say 'NO' but Amy grabs her and whispers something in her ear. The cop sees this and turns to her, repeating his question. Nervously, Amy mutters that she thinks there might be something in her friend's purse. The cop sneers and turns Heather around, handcuffing her. He informs Heather that he is placing her under arrest and that Amy must accompany them. They will both be getting a citation. The cop then tells the boys to hand him the purse and move along, they can retrieve their girlfriends from the precinct in three hours once they've been written up. The boys looked shocked but scared and do as they're told, driving off and leaving the two girls alone with the officer. Amy clutches the purse tightly. The officer leads the two girls into a house. They both look very confused. 'Where is the police station?' Amy asks, still clutching the purse. The officer removes Heather's handcuffs and casually informs them that he just had to stop at home for something first. He hopes they don't mind and he trusts they won't go anywhere. He leaves the room. Amy rushes over to Heather, who is still rubbing her wrists after having the cuffs removed. 'This feels really weird, Heather.' Amy says. 'Why would a cop take us to his house? In fact, why did he only arrest us in the first place?' Heather, looking nervous, snaps at her friend to be cool. She reminds him that they got arrested because she ratted her out about the purse. The cop comes back into the room with some glasses. He offers the girls a drink and invites them to sit down. He removes his gun holder and rests it on the table before asking to see the purse. Amy tries to protest, asking if he needs a warrant to do this. Heather snaps at her again, smiling at the officer and apologizing for her friend. She grabs the purse and opens it on the table, explaining that she may have some pills that she got from her mother but that's it. The officer spots the pills and asks what kind they are. Heather meekly admits to having amphetamines, pills she took from her mother's medicine cabinet. The cop shakes his head and puts the bag of pills in his pocket. 'Two eighteen-year-old girls caught with their mother's prescriptions,' he says. 'Not only will it get you in trouble with the law, but I would imagine your families will both be very disappointed in you when they find out.' He sips his drink. 'Do they know you were out late at night with older guys?' Amy flushes red and puts her head in her hands. Heather admits to the cops that they had both lied to their parents. The cop laughs to himself, taking another sip. He slips his shoes off. 'You know, the reason I pulled you over in the first place is because we had an alert out on that guy's license plate!' Amy turns to her friend in anger and whispers under her breath that she knew those guys were trouble. Heather shrugs her off and looks at the cop. 'Is there anything we can do to get out of this?' She asks. The cop sits up and studies them both. Heather tries to look brave while Amy shrinks back on the couch, arms folded. 'I probably should just get you both down to the station,' he says. 'Those guys won't be back for you tonight, I know their type, so you'll both probably stay in lockup for a few days before we set a bail hearing.' Amy starts to cry, while Heather tries to comfort her. She asks the cop again if there is anything they can do. 'Well,' the officer says. 'I am a bit of a freak. What would you be willing to do to get out of this?' Heather breathes heavily for a moment before muttering that she can suck his dick. Amy grabs her friend and tells her no, she shouldn't have to do that. Heather tells her it'll be ok, she will get them out of it. She gets down on her knees in front of the cop and asks again ... saying she'll give him a blowjob if he will let them go. He agrees but only if Amy joins in as well.
10:00HDالوصف SCENE opens inside a car late one night. A group of teenagers are headed home from a party. Amy, a shy 18-year-old girl, sits in the backseat beside her best friend Heather. Heather is also 18-years-old but much more mature and flirty than Amy and is occupied by a boy beside her, while another one drives. They all laugh about the party when suddenly, a cop car pulls up behind them and starts flashing its lights. The boy driving tells everyone to be cool and tries to smooth talk the cop when he rolls down the window. But, after reviewing his license and registration, the cop asks the two women to step out of the car. Nervously, they do, and the cop asks them their ages, where they've been, and whether thereare any drugs in the car. Heather is quick to say 'NO' but Amy grabs her and whispers something in her ear. The cop sees this and turns to her, repeating his question. Nervously, Amy mutters that she thinks there might be something in her friend's purse. The cop sneers and turns Heather around, handcuffing her. He informs Heather that he is placing her under arrest and that Amy must accompany them. They will both be getting a citation. The cop then tells the boys to hand him the purse and move along, they can retrieve their girlfriends from the precinct in three hours once they've been written up. The boys looked shocked but scared and do as they're told, driving off and leaving the two girls alone with the officer. Amy clutches the purse tightly. The officer leads the two girls into a house. They both look very confused. 'Where is the police station?' Amy asks, still clutching the purse. The officer removes Heather's handcuffs and casually informs them that he just had to stop at home for something first. He hopes they don't mind and he trusts they won't go anywhere. He leaves the room. Amy rushes over to Heather, who is still rubbing her wrists after having the cuffs removed. 'This feels really weird, Heather.' Amy says. 'Why would a cop take us to his house? In fact, why did he only arrest us in the first place?' Heather, looking nervous, snaps at her friend to be cool. She reminds him that they got arrested because she ratted her out about the purse. The cop comes back into the room with some glasses. He offers the girls a drink and invites them to sit down. He removes his gun holder and rests it on the table before asking to see the purse. Amy tries to protest, asking if he needs a warrant to do this. Heather snaps at her again, smiling at the officer and apologizing for her friend. She grabs the purse and opens it on the table, explaining that she may have some pills that she got from her mother but that's it. The officer spots the pills and asks what kind they are. Heather meekly admits to having amphetamines, pills she took from her mother's medicine cabinet. The cop shakes his head and puts the bag of pills in his pocket. 'Two eighteen-year-old girls caught with their mother's prescriptions,' he says. 'Not only will it get you in trouble with the law, but I would imagine your families will both be very disappointed in you when they find out.' He sips his drink. 'Do they know you were out late at night with older guys?' Amy flushes red and puts her head in her hands. Heather admits to the cops that they had both lied to their parents. The cop laughs to himself, taking another sip. He slips his shoes off. 'You know, the reason I pulled you over in the first place is because we had an alert out on that guy's license plate!' Amy turns to her friend in anger and whispers under her breath that she knew those guys were trouble. Heather shrugs her off and looks at the cop. 'Is there anything we can do to get out of this?' She asks. The cop sits up and studies them both. Heather tries to look brave while Amy shrinks back on the couch, arms folded. 'I probably should just get you both down to the station,' he says. 'Those guys won't be back for you tonight, I know their type, so you'll both probably stay in lockup for a few days before we set a bail hearing.' Amy starts to cry, while Heather tries to comfort her. She asks the cop again if there is anything they can do. 'Well,' the officer says. 'I am a bit of a freak. What would you be willing to do to get out of this?' Heather breathes heavily for a moment before muttering that she can suck his dick. Amy grabs her friend and tells her no, she shouldn't have to do that. Heather tells her it'll be ok, she will get them out of it. She gets down on her knees in front of the cop and asks again ... saying she'll give him a blowjob if he will let them go. He agrees but only if Amy joins in as well.
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10:00HDالوصف The camera tracks along a stretch of road, slowly coming upon a teen girl as she lays twitching on the pavement. She is dirty and frothing slightly from the mouth, as the whites of her eyes roll back and she mutters incoherently. Lying beside her is a kit with needles, a spoon, and some unmarked powder. An unmarked cop car pulls up in the distance, its lights flashing. From a dutch angle, we see two officers step out and walk over to the girl. They feel her pulse and root through her pockets to find her wallet. An officer pulls out her ID and notes that she is over 18 years old. Shaking their heads, pick her up and put her in the back seat. As they drive, she slumps over in the back seat. Off camera, you can hear the officers discuss what to do with her. One suggests she spend another night in county to teach her a lesson. The other cuts in, saying it won't work. She'll be back on the streets doing the same shit again. She needs rehab. they should take her over to the sober living house so she can detox. The guy who runs it always has a way with dealing with the lost girls. Maybe he can fix her. They drive off towards the house. Scene cuts to several days later. It's morning. The teen, a small fragile girl named Angie, opens her eyes. The brightness of the room is shocking and she pulls up the covers to block it out. She is naked under the sheets. The door opens and a man enters. He is clean and handsome, carrying a covered tray of food. Angie peeks out and stares at him nervously, slowly realizing that she doesn't know where she is. The man sets the food down and introduces himself as Eric. He runs a sober living house. She looks down and realizes she is naked. She quickly covers herself, asking how she got here and where her clothes are. Eric replies that she had overdosed and the cops who found her had brought her here. She's lucky they didn't put lock her up. She's been in and out for almost 3 days, only waking up when the withdrawal symptoms got too intense. Angie remembers nothing and seems very confused. Eric sits down beside her and gently takes her hand. It's ok, he says. I know what you're going through. I've been there too. He goes on to describe his own experiences with drugs and shows her a 1-year recovery medallion. Sober living worked for me, he reassures her. I've turned my life around. It's all about taking one day at a time. I can help you do the same ... if you trust me. Angie covers her head in her hands, reeling from her symptoms. She asks Eric if he can simply let her go. She doesn't need to be here. Eric reminds her that the cops specifically asked him to take care of her. He doesn't know when they'll be back to check up. He tries to get Angie to open up about her own experience. She confides in him that she is a good girl, with good parents. She just parties a little too much. If he will just let her go, she promises to go home and not do this again. Eric reiterates that the cops are watching him closely and that he has an obligation to rehabilitate the girls who enter his house. Angie starts to cry, as she scrunches the sheets around herself. She begs and pleads with him ... saying she'll do anything to just go home. Eric stares at her for a long time, his eyes occasionally darting back to the covered food tray. I suppose I could make something up if the cops came back ... He says slowly. Angie perks up and continues to beg and thank him. Eric continues to stare, lost in thought. He watches as the sheets scrunched up around Angie start to slouch, exposing her nipples. But if I were to let you go, he continues. You need to make it worth my while. She asks him what he means. Eric edges closer to her on the bed and tells her to drop the sheets. Stunned, she leaps off the bed and makes for the door. It's locked. She tells him to stay back. Calmly, Eric reiterates the situation. Look, I'm not here to do any harm. I'm here to help you. But if you aren't willing to stay here and you want me to cover it up, you are going to need to treat me with a little more respect. I'm simply asking for an exchange. A deal. You're familiar with dealing, right? This descends into a negotiation between Eric and Angie. After protesting, Angie ultimately decides it is worth it to sleep with the counselor in exchange for her early exit. She gives her full, lucid consent.
10:00HDالوصف The scene opens on Bruce, a handsome blue-collar man, as he sits solemnly at the dining room table cracking his knuckles. He is staring blankly at a photo of his wife. The woman died two months earlier after a sudden illness and his family has been devastated, especially his step-daughter Laurie, who went from being a typical happy girl to a distant, resentful stranger. Now, he is waiting for her to come home -- and she is late. Two hours late for their appointment, a session with a therapist that Bruce has arranged in the wake of his wife's death. When she finally returns home, he stands up to confront her but before the man can say anything, Laurie lashes into him. He's not her real father, he can't tell her what to do anymore, she's 18, an adult, she's going to leave any day now. They quickly descend into a screaming match in the living room, where Bruce tries to talk reason with his daughter and she hurls insults and hits him. Finally, he is forced to grab her and pin her down, to stop her tantrum. There is a long, intense pause as they stare, breathing hard, inches from each other. He tells her they are going to this therapist and that's an order. She spits in his face. The father, beside himself, grabs her by the wrist and pulls her outside to the car. Scene cuts to a neatly appointed office. A therapist sits behind her desk, working on a laptop, when there is a knock on the door. She opens it to reveal Bruce, looking defeated, with his angry, tear- stricken daughter beside him. He is still grabbing her wrist. 'Sorry we are late,' he says as she lets them in. The father and daughter sit down as the therapist begins her session. She tells Laurie that she has been counselling Bruce since her mother's untimely passing and that both felt it was important to bring Laurie into the sessions. She asks Bruce to describe to his daughter how he has been feeling since the funeral. Looking down at the floor, Bruce explains his sorrow, especially over the distance he has felt with the girl he raised as his own. It feels as if he lost not just his wife, but his daughter as well. She is so angry that they barely talk anymore and it's tearing him up inside. The therapist asks Laurie to share her feelings. Laurie clams up at first but, after some soothing words by the kind therapist, breaks down and confesses that she secretly hates herself for her mother's death. Bruce is dumbstruck. He tries to comfort her, she didn't cause her mom's illness. But Laurie, crying, tells him that she doesn't hate herself for mom dying, she hates the fact that she secretly wanted her gone. She had wanted her gone for as long as she could remember... all so she could have Bruce to herself. The therapist, who has been calmly taking notes, walks back over to her library and pulls out a book. 'I understand the root of this now,' she says. 'Have either of you heard of the Electra complex?' The shocked family says nothing. 'It's a Neo-Freudian psychological theory, proposed by Carl Jung, about a girl's psychosexual competition with her mother for possession of her father.' Bruce stands up and tries to shut down the conversation, saying it's inappropriate. The therapist advises him to sit and continues. 'The term itself is derived from the Greek myth of Electra. During female psychosexual development, a young girl is initially attached to her mother. Most often, because of the powerful connection of the womb and breastfeeding. But, when she discovers her father (or father figure, in this case) and the fact that his body is different from her own, she develops a sexual attachment to him leading her to sub- consciously want to remove her mother and be with her dad.' Laurie starts laughing nervously. The therapist puts her book away and walks up to Laurie, placing her hand on her shoulder. 'What is making you laugh?' She asks. Laurie tells her she is laughing because it's uncomfortable. 'And what exactly is uncomfortable?' Laurie looks at Bruce in defiance before turning back and telling the therapist that suggesting she fucks her step-dad makes her uncomfortable. The therapist smiles and walks over to Bruce, sitting down in his lap and starting to stroke his face affectionately. Without pause, Laurie jumps up and grabs her. The therapist smiles and steps off, noting that she had just proven her point. Look at how the daughter reacted to competition! This is clearly a case of Electra. She tells Laurie to sit back down and listen: they are going to focus this session on an exercise. To work out her resentment towards her mother and anger at her step-dad, the therapist advises Laurie that she must roleplay as the woman herself. 'Put yourself in the role of your mother. Bruce will be himself. And I will play you.
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10:00HDالوصف The camera tracks along a stretch of road, slowly coming upon a teen girl as she lays twitching on the pavement. She is dirty and frothing slightly from the mouth, as the whites of her eyes roll back and she mutters incoherently. Lying beside her is a kit with needles, a spoon, and some unmarked powder. An unmarked cop car pulls up in the distance, its lights flashing. From a dutch angle, we see two officers step out and walk over to the girl. They feel her pulse and root through her pockets to find her wallet. An officer pulls out her ID and notes that she is over 18 years old. Shaking their heads, pick her up and put her in the back seat. As they drive, she slumps over in the back seat. Off camera, you can hear the officers discuss what to do with her. One suggests she spend another night in county to teach her a lesson. The other cuts in, saying it won't work. She'll be back on the streets doing the same shit again. She needs rehab. they should take her over to the sober living house so she can detox. The guy who runs it always has a way with dealing with the lost girls. Maybe he can fix her. They drive off towards the house. Scene cuts to several days later. It's morning. The teen, a small fragile girl named Angie, opens her eyes. The brightness of the room is shocking and she pulls up the covers to block it out. She is naked under the sheets. The door opens and a man enters. He is clean and handsome, carrying a covered tray of food. Angie peeks out and stares at him nervously, slowly realizing that she doesn't know where she is. The man sets the food down and introduces himself as Eric. He runs a sober living house. She looks down and realizes she is naked. She quickly covers herself, asking how she got here and where her clothes are. Eric replies that she had overdosed and the cops who found her had brought her here. She's lucky they didn't put lock her up. She's been in and out for almost 3 days, only waking up when the withdrawal symptoms got too intense. Angie remembers nothing and seems very confused. Eric sits down beside her and gently takes her hand. It's ok, he says. I know what you're going through. I've been there too. He goes on to describe his own experiences with drugs and shows her a 1-year recovery medallion. Sober living worked for me, he reassures her. I've turned my life around. It's all about taking one day at a time. I can help you do the same ... if you trust me. Angie covers her head in her hands, reeling from her symptoms. She asks Eric if he can simply let her go. She doesn't need to be here. Eric reminds her that the cops specifically asked him to take care of her. He doesn't know when they'll be back to check up. He tries to get Angie to open up about her own experience. She confides in him that she is a good girl, with good parents. She just parties a little too much. If he will just let her go, she promises to go home and not do this again. Eric reiterates that the cops are watching him closely and that he has an obligation to rehabilitate the girls who enter his house. Angie starts to cry, as she scrunches the sheets around herself. She begs and pleads with him ... saying she'll do anything to just go home. Eric stares at her for a long time, his eyes occasionally darting back to the covered food tray. I suppose I could make something up if the cops came back ... He says slowly. Angie perks up and continues to beg and thank him. Eric continues to stare, lost in thought. He watches as the sheets scrunched up around Angie start to slouch, exposing her nipples. But if I were to let you go, he continues. You need to make it worth my while. She asks him what he means. Eric edges closer to her on the bed and tells her to drop the sheets. Stunned, she leaps off the bed and makes for the door. It's locked. She tells him to stay back. Calmly, Eric reiterates the situation. Look, I'm not here to do any harm. I'm here to help you. But if you aren't willing to stay here and you want me to cover it up, you are going to need to treat me with a little more respect. I'm simply asking for an exchange. A deal. You're familiar with dealing, right? This descends into a negotiation between Eric and Angie. After protesting, Angie ultimately decides it is worth it to sleep with the counselor in exchange for her early exit. She gives her full, lucid consent.
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10:00HDالوصف The scene opens on Bruce, a handsome blue-collar man, as he sits solemnly at the dining room table cracking his knuckles. He is staring blankly at a photo of his wife. The woman died two months earlier after a sudden illness and his family has been devastated, especially his step-daughter Laurie, who went from being a typical happy girl to a distant, resentful stranger. Now, he is waiting for her to come home -- and she is late. Two hours late for their appointment, a session with a therapist that Bruce has arranged in the wake of his wife's death. When she finally returns home, he stands up to confront her but before the man can say anything, Laurie lashes into him. He's not her real father, he can't tell her what to do anymore, she's 18, an adult, she's going to leave any day now. They quickly descend into a screaming match in the living room, where Bruce tries to talk reason with his daughter and she hurls insults and hits him. Finally, he is forced to grab her and pin her down, to stop her tantrum. There is a long, intense pause as they stare, breathing hard, inches from each other. He tells her they are going to this therapist and that's an order. She spits in his face. The father, beside himself, grabs her by the wrist and pulls her outside to the car. Scene cuts to a neatly appointed office. A therapist sits behind her desk, working on a laptop, when there is a knock on the door. She opens it to reveal Bruce, looking defeated, with his angry, tear- stricken daughter beside him. He is still grabbing her wrist. 'Sorry we are late,' he says as she lets them in. The father and daughter sit down as the therapist begins her session. She tells Laurie that she has been counselling Bruce since her mother's untimely passing and that both felt it was important to bring Laurie into the sessions. She asks Bruce to describe to his daughter how he has been feeling since the funeral. Looking down at the floor, Bruce explains his sorrow, especially over the distance he has felt with the girl he raised as his own. It feels as if he lost not just his wife, but his daughter as well. She is so angry that they barely talk anymore and it's tearing him up inside. The therapist asks Laurie to share her feelings. Laurie clams up at first but, after some soothing words by the kind therapist, breaks down and confesses that she secretly hates herself for her mother's death. Bruce is dumbstruck. He tries to comfort her, she didn't cause her mom's illness. But Laurie, crying, tells him that she doesn't hate herself for mom dying, she hates the fact that she secretly wanted her gone. She had wanted her gone for as long as she could remember... all so she could have Bruce to herself. The therapist, who has been calmly taking notes, walks back over to her library and pulls out a book. 'I understand the root of this now,' she says. 'Have either of you heard of the Electra complex?' The shocked family says nothing. 'It's a Neo-Freudian psychological theory, proposed by Carl Jung, about a girl's psychosexual competition with her mother for possession of her father.' Bruce stands up and tries to shut down the conversation, saying it's inappropriate. The therapist advises him to sit and continues. 'The term itself is derived from the Greek myth of Electra. During female psychosexual development, a young girl is initially attached to her mother. Most often, because of the powerful connection of the womb and breastfeeding. But, when she discovers her father (or father figure, in this case) and the fact that his body is different from her own, she develops a sexual attachment to him leading her to sub- consciously want to remove her mother and be with her dad.' Laurie starts laughing nervously. The therapist puts her book away and walks up to Laurie, placing her hand on her shoulder. 'What is making you laugh?' She asks. Laurie tells her she is laughing because it's uncomfortable. 'And what exactly is uncomfortable?' Laurie looks at Bruce in defiance before turning back and telling the therapist that suggesting she fucks her step-dad makes her uncomfortable. The therapist smiles and walks over to Bruce, sitting down in his lap and starting to stroke his face affectionately. Without pause, Laurie jumps up and grabs her. The therapist smiles and steps off, noting that she had just proven her point. Look at how the daughter reacted to competition! This is clearly a case of Electra. She tells Laurie to sit back down and listen: they are going to focus this session on an exercise. To work out her resentment towards her mother and anger at her step-dad, the therapist advises Laurie that she must roleplay as the woman herself. 'Put yourself in the role of your mother. Bruce will be himself. And I will play you.
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10:00HDالوصف The camera tracks along a stretch of road, slowly coming upon a teen girl as she lays twitching on the pavement. She is dirty and frothing slightly from the mouth, as the whites of her eyes roll back and she mutters incoherently. Lying beside her is a kit with needles, a spoon, and some unmarked powder. An unmarked cop car pulls up in the distance, its lights flashing. From a dutch angle, we see two officers step out and walk over to the girl. They feel her pulse and root through her pockets to find her wallet. An officer pulls out her ID and notes that she is over 18 years old. Shaking their heads, pick her up and put her in the back seat. As they drive, she slumps over in the back seat. Off camera, you can hear the officers discuss what to do with her. One suggests she spend another night in county to teach her a lesson. The other cuts in, saying it won't work. She'll be back on the streets doing the same shit again. She needs rehab. they should take her over to the sober living house so she can detox. The guy who runs it always has a way with dealing with the lost girls. Maybe he can fix her. They drive off towards the house. Scene cuts to several days later. It's morning. The teen, a small fragile girl named Angie, opens her eyes. The brightness of the room is shocking and she pulls up the covers to block it out. She is naked under the sheets. The door opens and a man enters. He is clean and handsome, carrying a covered tray of food. Angie peeks out and stares at him nervously, slowly realizing that she doesn't know where she is. The man sets the food down and introduces himself as Eric. He runs a sober living house. She looks down and realizes she is naked. She quickly covers herself, asking how she got here and where her clothes are. Eric replies that she had overdosed and the cops who found her had brought her here. She's lucky they didn't put lock her up. She's been in and out for almost 3 days, only waking up when the withdrawal symptoms got too intense. Angie remembers nothing and seems very confused. Eric sits down beside her and gently takes her hand. It's ok, he says. I know what you're going through. I've been there too. He goes on to describe his own experiences with drugs and shows her a 1-year recovery medallion. Sober living worked for me, he reassures her. I've turned my life around. It's all about taking one day at a time. I can help you do the same ... if you trust me. Angie covers her head in her hands, reeling from her symptoms. She asks Eric if he can simply let her go. She doesn't need to be here. Eric reminds her that the cops specifically asked him to take care of her. He doesn't know when they'll be back to check up. He tries to get Angie to open up about her own experience. She confides in him that she is a good girl, with good parents. She just parties a little too much. If he will just let her go, she promises to go home and not do this again. Eric reiterates that the cops are watching him closely and that he has an obligation to rehabilitate the girls who enter his house. Angie starts to cry, as she scrunches the sheets around herself. She begs and pleads with him ... saying she'll do anything to just go home. Eric stares at her for a long time, his eyes occasionally darting back to the covered food tray. I suppose I could make something up if the cops came back ... He says slowly. Angie perks up and continues to beg and thank him. Eric continues to stare, lost in thought. He watches as the sheets scrunched up around Angie start to slouch, exposing her nipples. But if I were to let you go, he continues. You need to make it worth my while. She asks him what he means. Eric edges closer to her on the bed and tells her to drop the sheets. Stunned, she leaps off the bed and makes for the door. It's locked. She tells him to stay back. Calmly, Eric reiterates the situation. Look, I'm not here to do any harm. I'm here to help you. But if you aren't willing to stay here and you want me to cover it up, you are going to need to treat me with a little more respect. I'm simply asking for an exchange. A deal. You're familiar with dealing, right? This descends into a negotiation between Eric and Angie. After protesting, Angie ultimately decides it is worth it to sleep with the counselor in exchange for her early exit. She gives her full, lucid consent.
