Ask Izzy about Jaimie.
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"So Izzy... what happened with that big guy who took you into the other room?" you ask.
The other girls become hushed, and you realize that this was not an appropriate thing to ask. You consider doubling back and apologizing, but the damage has been done. The girls look at one another and then at Izzy. You look at Izzy too, wondering if you have just spoiled your chance at being friends with these girls.
Izzy, finally takes a deep breath, and says, "I'm pretty sure you are new to the life. I can tell by the way you look people straight in the eyes instead of down. By the way you stand with your back straight, like you are someone. So I get it." She pauses, obviously unsure of how to continue, and then finds the words, "Your going to learn a lot of things about this life. You might make friends, and they might get traded off, beaten, raped, or even killed. You won't be allowed to do anything about it because the exact same thing will happen to you if you do. The exact same things might happen to you anyway. If you want to talk about it, if you have a friend and you can talk about it, that's okay. But when one of us gets taken into the other room for something, we don't ask. We don't ask unless that person wants to talk about it. Okay?"
You feel bad about asking her about it. You probably wouldn't want to be asked about your sexual encounters, particularly ones that weren't exactly consenting.
"Sorry," you say, feeling bad.
Izzy brightens quickly and smiles. "No worries. Now, you were about to tell us about where you came from?"
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