Jenny was just a little girl before the dragon came. She was afraid of it before she saw it. But then she loved it and could not get enough of it. The dragon destroys virgins and makes them into monsters, and that was what happened to Jenny.
When I first met her, she was giving blowjobs for money in Portland, Maine. She said twenty bucks, no, fifteen. I told her she did not need to do that because I was all righteous.
The second time I met her, I had been visited by the dragon several times already. She had some of it, so we did it together. She told me all about being her daddy’s girl and going to church and how she was free to do what she wanted now. To live or to die, that was what she said. I think the dragon set her free, like it did all of us back in those years.
Now the dragon runs the whole world. Empires are made or broken because it wishes so. Mothers do not recognize their children and the sun cannot find its way into women’s eyes. The wires run deep into the flesh of humanity, pumping the dragon’s blood and making everybody free. It is a bit gloomy and grey, but we still have each other, Jenny and I.