Goods and Services

Bastien was not in a good mood now, and his only response was to throw his hands up. "When did I ever say anything about unwilling lovers? Anyone who comes to me is to do so of their own volition. I am not some predator lurking in the shadows." The implication that he would take anyone without clear consent repulsed him. Even when he had had his drunken orgies at the Lost and Found Refuge if he had detected any unwillingness in a participant he would have pulled them out and made sure they were alright. "Gesù Cristo, you are proving to be as smug and sanctimonious as that bastardo pope! How about you let me, the man who actually met her, worry about how to worship my Goddess? And you did not even wait to hear everything about my organisation. If it were just sex I would open a brothel. Did you not notice the art? The words? Perhaps you are too small minded to even see such things." He knew at this point he was letting his anger and frustration from other things bleed into this, was getting over the top (people were staring at his raised voice at this younger girl). Bastien sighed and closed his eyes, ran a hand through his hair. "...I think it best if we leave this. Clearly, you don't understand what I'm trying to do here." BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days