Slut 101

"Hannah, you will do nothing to try to escape or hurt anyone. You will only say what you are told to say. You will not cry and always act like you are enjoying what goes on tonight. Now follow me."

Hannah found herself smiling as she followed the boy into the school. They squeezed past a loose chain holding the doors shut.

The boy led hannah to a room. It was lit with battery operated lanterns. There were several old school desks and a dilapidated teacher's desk. On the chalk board was written: "Welcome to Slut 101!"

Hannah heard a noise and turned to see Yvette Brown. Yvette had been Hannah's best friend in middle school until Hannah moved into the goth crowd and considered Yvette too much of a goody goody grade grubber worried too much about grades and appearances than "having a good time just fucking around." Hannah had even called Yvette a "preppy conformist robot" just a few days ago when Yvette told Hannah that Hannah was wearing too much make up and covering her natural beauty.

Hannah kept the **** smile.

"Welcome to Slut 101, Hannah," said Yvette. "This is your first class. Sit!"

Hannah sat in a dusty student desk.

Yvette walked over and put a make up kit on the table. "Hold still," said Yvette. Yvette started to apply make up.

Hannah could see the make up was garish. Blue-green eye shadow, dark pink lipstick, and pink blush, and Yvette was generous with it.

"Now, here, you look like a good slut," said Yvette. She held up a mirror.

Hannah smiled bigger but wanted to scream. She looked like a hooker.

"Now, when you walk, put one foot in front of the other and waggle that ass," said Yvette. Any time you see a boy tonight, you will drop to your knees and eagerly say, 'How may I offer my slutty ass to you, sir?' Now get up and head to the next room down the hall to your right. Before you leave, say 'Thank you Yvette, I deserve acting like a slut for the way I treated you!'"

"Thank you, Yvette," said Hannah in a happy, but somewhat monotone voice. "I deserve acting like a slut for the way I treated you!"

Hannah got up and started walking like a street walker trying to drum up business. She headed for the next lighted room.