I drive up to my hangout, a local strip club run by my boss. The most beautiful women work here; I swear it's paradise."Wade, Kyle," I yelled."Hey, he..., how's it going?" responded Wade."We'll get going after we finish our drinks," added Kyle. "Hey, bartender, get my friend here, a drink."I sat down and look around at the magnificent club. The scantily-clad women sway their hips ever-so-graciously on the stage. If I want to get laid, I just have to come here. These women sure love their jobs. " She looked uncomfortable again. "I hate to ask ... but I was wondering if maybe I could get a loan from you. I'll pay you back. It will take some time, but I'll pay you back ... with interest.I thought about that. I had just closed one deal that had me sitting pretty, so the money was no problem. But that thought only sat there long enough to be acknowledged."Don't be silly," I said. "You can borrow me instead."She blushed. I didn't get it until I remembered the comment about the sponge bath.. The lusty young men of the village were ever wary when closeted close to the maiden Prissy, for her sire was well-known to be most harsh with those scallions employing loose hands on her personage. Thus, poor Prissy was fated to be devoid of spouse and deprived of sensuous intimacies with the opposite gender.The young maiden was pitied by both the married ladies of the village and by the sexually promiscuous young maidens who worked beside her serving ale to the randy males drinking with. "Now," mom said on the day in question. "Do you guys have any homework?" I got some math to do," Troy admitted."I sorta have some," I shrugged around a cookie."What does sorta mean?" mom asked."We had this rape prevention thing at school today," I said, "and, oh! Look, I got a rape whistle and..." I was reaching for my purse but mom stopped me."I believe you, Bets," she said. "What's your homework?" Rape prevention," Troy smirked, but I don't know why."What?" I looked at him. "Anyway, yeah, um,.