(John sits on the lounge with Cassandra standing in front of him. Cassandra and John are colleagues and they have become friends and confidantes. John has recently come out of a long term relationship and Cassandra has had a string of short romances. Cassandra has asked John over to talk, he has no idea of the topic. This doesn’t worry him as she asks to talk to him privately a lot but this is the first time that she has invited him to her home. He can see that she is nervous and is intrigued.) Cassandra: Thanks for coming over John. Make yourself comfortable. Would you like anything to drink, water, tea, beer …. ? John: (Wow she’s really nervous, I wonder what this is all about?). No, I’m good. Now come and sit down and tell me what’s up. Cassandra: Um, no I’ll stand if you don’t mind. John: (Very odd). I don’t mind, it’s your place. Cassandra: I want you to treat it like it’s your place. John: (Curiouser and Curiouser). Um, thanks. Cassandra: (Come on pull yourself together). I wanted to talk to you about my train wreck of a love life. I’ve told you of the series of men and the repeating pattern of them dumping me after a month or two. I think it’s because I am jumping into bed with them too quickly and they have their fun and leave. John: (Where is she going with this?). You shouldn’t blame yourself! You told me they were immature assholes who you were glad to be rid of. Cassandra: (Ok here goes). You have to look at my track record and realise that the common denominator is me. I’m at fault, I fall too quickly and hop into bed with them and they think that I am a Slut. No one wants to be in a relationship with a slut. John, I want you to tell me not to fall for these guys, to tell me that I am a slut for sleeping with them so quickly and that I deserve everything I get if I don’t modify my behaviour. It might help me if it comes from you!(Whew). John: (WTF?). Let me get this straight you want me to tell you not to jump into bed too quickly with guys. Cassandra: Yes! I want you to order me to stop being a slut, a-a a whore! Make me stop! **shiver** John: (Wow, nostrils flared, flushing of her skin, breathing quickly. I think I know what’s going on here. I’ll roll the dice and see if I’m right.) Before I order you to do that I don’t want to keep looking up at you so get on your knees, slut! Cassandra: (Oh God Yes!). Yes s-sir.