Melissa blushed again.
“Well, I,” she began. I nodded for her to continue again. “I take photos.”
“Of yourself?” I asked, knowing the answer already.
“Yes,” she said, and I felt that it was the first time in her life that she’d admitted it to another human being.
“Naked?” I continued, knowing the answer already. She nodded.
“And what do you do with them?” I knew the answer to this too.
“I share them,” she said, and looked down at her feet. I wanted to step across the short distance between us and put an arm around her shoulder, to tell her that it was okay.
“With friends?” I prompted. I knew the answer was no, but I needed her to say it.
“No”, she said. I let the silence hang so she’d follow up with more detail. “With strangers. Online.”