Lacy answers.

Nate was right in at least one way. Everybody did it. Almost everybody, at least. Not nuns and priests, but everybody else. She knew how to roll with the punches. "Okay, I guess," she mumbled.

"So how many?"

"Hey, I'll help," said Nancy. "I've slept with ten guys. And a few girls, too."

"You know what they say, multiply a girl's number by four to get the real answer," laughed Nate before Nancy punched him in the arm.

He had Lacy right on the money. She had almost said four, which was exactly one-third of the real number of guys she had sex with. And one girl, but like Nancy, she didn't count that. She hoped Nancy was lying about her number too. She didn’t want to look like the biggest slut in the room.

"12."

"So, what? 48?"

"Fuck off! It's 12, I mean it!" said Lacy. She actually laughed. Nate was a dick, but he was kind of a funny dick.

"Nice, nice," said Jack. "I'm at over three hundred. You wanna know how?"

"Holy shit," said Lacy, imagining three hundred pussies lined up. "How?"

"By fucking models," he said with a sick little smirk.