Vanity

I was thinking the other day about "Vanity". I was thinking about the kind of girl we all know in our lives who obsesses on her looks...her tan...her clothes. To her being attractive is not only for self esteem; it's a competition.


I had this fantasy of a woman like that on an overseas trip with a bus load of other attractive female students. They are kidnapped and prepared for the study of men who would pay plenty for them.


She is gagged, bound and stripped in a room with all the other girls. All displayed like dresses in department store windows for the prospective buyers now present.

What catches my imagination is this being the kind of girl who when faced with unspeakable peril can still only think of whether she is the most attractive girl in the room. Her vanity being the last possession she has left from the world she once knew.