Take What You Can Get

Nancy shows up at Tom's place looking like she walked straight into the lion's den. She's supposed to interview the golden-boy jock for the school paper, but the second she sits down he's already twisting her words, poking at her weak spots. Every time she tries to push back he laughs and doubles down, making her feel smaller than she already did. Then he catches the way she's staring at him and turns it into a joke that lands way too close to the truth. She tries to hide it, but the more he presses the more her nerves show. When he finds out she's never done it with anyone, the teasing turns vicious. He tells her no guy is ever going to want the shy reporter with the flat chest and zero experience. The only shot she has at losing her virginity, he says, is right here, right now, with him. Nancy's face burns, her stomach twists, but the panic and the ache between her legs blur together until she can't tell which is winning. She knows she should leave, knows this is fucked up, but the thought of walking away from her one chance keeps her glued to the couch, legs pressed tight, waiting to see what he'll say next.