Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"An you expect me to believe that?" Abagail looked back at Alan, with a glare (no surprise). "I'm not stupid. There is no such thing as good people."  

[Zahzi]

"Did the slaves in the Dining Room seem misfortuned? Abused..?" Alan asked as he went back to looking at the television.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"They all seemed pretty scared when I told them my job. And let's not forget they wouldn't talk about what I'm suppose to do." Abagail's eyes narrowed even more.

"For all I know, you had them lie those happy faces too."  

[Zahzi]

"Cynical today, huh?" Alan asked, looking over at her.
"Relax. If something bad was going to happen, why would you be flipping through channels..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Because you're a creep." Abagail answered simply, as if they were talking about the weather.

"Judging by the way you were last night, you're probably a perverted creeper."  

[Zahzi]

"You're the one who started it." Alan replied simply, shrugging.
"All I did was tell you it could always be worse."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Right. And those threats and warnings of just how you could rape me was nothing but casual talk." Abagail grunted as she went back to flipping through the channels/  

[Zahzi]

"Yes, because everything else I did, you pretty much told me to bite you. Seeing as you're not a good listener, I had to go with what you WOULD listen to."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well, I wonder why I was so hostile last night. Maybe it was because I was bought by a creep who made a point of saying I could have easily been bought by a different rapist older than him." Abagail growled, looking back at Alan again.

"Did your parents neglect to put you in school, or just hire a retarded private tutor?"  

[Zahzi]

"You know, perhaps I ought to make you do something demeaning today..." Alan pondered, looking up at her.

"Something dealing with a tiny miniskirt..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'd never put one on anyway." Abagail grunted, blushing heavily.

"I'd rather die than let your perverted eyes look at me."  

[Zahzi]

"You talk like you have a choice." Alan replied with a wry smile.
"All I have to do is say it, and you don't have a say in the matter."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yeah?" Abagail rose an eyebrow at Alan as she turned to face him. "And if I do refuse? What are you going to do? Force a miniskirt on me?" She smirked at him, feeling in control. "You wouldn't even get my shirt off, and I doubt the others would help."  

[Zahzi]

"I have my ways, Abagail. Not to mention you don't appear to be the most built person yourself." Alan replied with a grin.
"But by all means, continue to prod that idea in my mind, and it will be WORSE than just a miniskirt."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Size of the person doesn't affect the size of the fight." Abagail argued.

"And your free to get whatever nasty thoughts in your head. Fact remains in the same though, they'll only be in your head and shall never be reality."