“You know, I don’t think we’re dealing with a Bella’s-magical-blood situation here.â€�
“N´Ç?â€�
“No. I think you’ve imprinted on this girl’s pussy.�
� “What do you mean?�
“I mean you’re facing a Jacob quandary. You imprinted on her pussy, and now it’s the only pussy you can think about. You exist solely for
this pussy. Like Jacob and that weird mutant baby.”
―
Elle Kennedy,
The Score