As they went downstairs, Jon and his fuckbuddies ran into Zoe, Jon's sister. "Mom says to get ready for school," she said. Looking over Jon's shoulder, she asked, "Taking your fuckbuddies to school?"
"Um," said Jon. "I was thinking about it." Did she just say fuck without batting an eye? he thought. I don't think I've heard her say that word at all, much less casually.
Zoe looked mildly disgusted. "Its bad enough that you drag your fuckbuddies everywhere else, but school? They don't even go to school. They're born knowing how to fuck their owners. And those clothes? You can see through them."
"You say that like its a bad thing," said Jon.
"You mean besides the fact that fuckbuddies are another way of viewing girls as objects?" answered Zoe. "I can't believe that there are girls that actually buy fuckbuddies. And you have two of them." Zoe stalked off. Jon was confused. He wondered what had happened. Apparently fuckbuddies were a realatively normal phenomenon, but apparently at least some women found it offensive and objectifying, similar to pornography or copies of Playboy. Jon wondered how he was going to get himself out of this.
