"Promise you won't be mad?" he asked. I nodded. I sat down next to him and he opened it. It was from the same perspective as his. She laid naked on her bed, taking the pic looking down her nude body. In the foreground, her breasts sloped up and away from her body, creating a huge valley in between, the sides of the picture cutting them off right before her nipples. Beyond her cleavage lay her bare tummy. A giant "praying hands" emoji covered her vaginal mound, her naked creamy thighs stretching out beyond. Her caption was "Praying for the survivors".

David looked to me before reacting. I decided to...