you’re dating bill. you, bill, and your two best friends, freddie and aimee were hanging out at a pool. it was your eighteenth birthday. your friends and bill were in the hot tub, laughing and talking. you were sitting on the side, just dangling your legs in. you were in this small bikini, bill told you you shouldn’t wear it out but you didn’t wanna listen. this older man you didn’t know walks over, kneeling to your level. “hey darlin’. you’re a pretty piece of meat, aren’t ya?” he smirks.