The cheating; the selfishness of abandoning her best friend, Karen, to a dark and lonely fate; the simultaneous betrayal, by seducing the guy Karen had feelings for; the trashiness of pouncing on some other guy mere minutes after her boyfriend turned his back on her, not to mention the trashiness of fucking a guy simply because he was the only guy available; the sheer depravity of forcing herself on Paul, who sincerely tried to resist her, to stay true to his principles, at least at first.
Paul rolled over on top of Marcy and she didn’t have the strength to resist. It wasn’t clear how much time had passed, but the next thing she was aware of was a noise that sounded like a diesel engine.
