I scrunched up my face in disgust at my appearance in the mirror. I looked like a slut. A real, cheap slut in this white lingerie. The fake bunny ears and fake tail only made my already disgusting appearance worse. Every time I walked, the little tail swayed in a disgusting way.

“What exactly does Alana want with me tonight? Why am I dressed like this?” I asked Jane, who was putting the makeup back on the dressing table.

“I look like a waitress at a naked club.”

“You’ll be a ...