Jason removed himself from his spot along the lockers and approached an embarrassed Jade, her beet red face glaring at him like he had killed her family. The rest of the team quieted down once he held his palm out towards them. Jade and the players knew exactly what Jason would try to do next, or at least they had a good idea of what he would try to do next. He leaned closer to her and smiled. It made her almost nauseous.
“Listen,” he began, “I’m sure you want this to be over with as soon as possible. So let’s make this easier for everyone. We’ll take you two or three at a time, and you’ll have, oh, half an hour to-”
“Fuck you, man,” one of the other players interrupted, “I can last longer than that.”
“Don’t underestimate her, Brett,” Jason shot back before returning his attention to Jade.
“I’m so sorry about that, Jade. Where were we?”
Jade spat at Jason.
“I’m not a whore for your friends, asshole.”
Jason turned to his teammates and smirked, “You see? Don’t underestimate her.”
He then addressed her again, “I didn’t say you were a whore. A whore wouldn’t need to be asked or **** to take off her clothes unprompted. So what will you pick?”
Despite her **** ****, Jade opted for the lesser of two evils and unclasped her bra.
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