Chapter 2 C2

Depression is poison and poison is a killer. Mary sat alone. She had lost her boyfriend, she had lost her job, she had been performing badly in her school, and she was pregnant. She didn't know what to do. She could barely stand up anymore. She just wanted to curl up in bed and sleep forever.

"You're not going to cry, are you?" The voice startled her. She looked up and saw the man standing over her. He was wearing a suit and tie with a blue shirt underneath. His hair was slicked back. He had a nice smile on his face.

"No," she replied. "I'm not going to cry."

"Good. You should be happy that I'm here."

Mary felt a little better. She wasn't crying because she was sad. She was crying because she was lonely. She hated herself for being so pathetic.

"Can I sit down?"

Mary nodded and he sat down next to her.

"What's your name?"

"Mary."

"Nice. I'm John. Are you married?"

"No."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Have you ever been with a guy before?"

"No."

"Would you like to be with a guy? A long-term relationship?"

"Yes."

"How old are you?"

"19."

"Where do you live?"

"I live at home."

"Why did you quit your job?"

"How did you know?"

"It's not my first time seeing you."

"Well, I couldn't take it anymore."

"Did you love your job?"

"Yes."

"Why did you quit?"

"Because I got pregnant."

"Wait. If I'm not getting this all wrong, I heard you say you've never been with a guy. How then did you get pregnant?"

"You ask too many questions!"

"Ouch. Sorry. So how did you get pregnant?"

"I had sex with a guy who works in the same building as me."

"Is he a good-looking guy?"

"Yes."

"He must be pretty rich or something."

"He's very rich."

"And you liked him?"

"That's what I don't even know. I'm just confused right now."

"Okay. Let's try to put things into perspective. You're 18 years old. You're living at home. You have no job. You're pregnant. You can't afford to pay child support. You're depressed. You're sick of yourself. You need someone to talk to. And you want to be with a guy. So why aren't you with a guy?"

"I don't know."

"Look, Mary. I'll help you out. I won't judge you. I'll tell you everything I know about guys. Then we'll figure out what to do from there."

"Really?"

"Absolutely. But let's start with telling each other our stories."

Mary told him everything that happened to her. He listened carefully. When she finished, he smiled.

"You're a great listener. That's a good trait to have."

"Thanks. Let's see if I can make some sense of this mess."

"What kind of sense?"

"If you're willing to listen, I'll tell you everything I know about guys."

"I'm listening."

"First off, let's establish that you're not gay. I think you might be bi-sexual, but we'll go straight for now."

"Okay."

"Secondly, you're a virgin. I think you were saving yourself for marriage. But now you're pregnant, you're broke, and you're unhappy. That means you may think of screwing around. You probably haven't thought much about the consequences. You're young and stupid. But I'm going to fix that. Are you ready to hear what I have to say?"

"Yes."

"Great. Now let me tell you about men. There are two types of guys: the ones that want you and the ones that don't. You're going to meet a lot of the latter. They're called losers. These are the guys that have no ambition. No money. No drive. They're just looking to get laid. And they will fuck anything with a pussy. So you don't need to worry about them. Those are the guys you can ignore.

"The guys you need to watch out for are the guys that want to be with you. These guys are the winners. Winners are smart. They have ambition. They have money. They have skills. And most importantly, they have confidence. They're confident in themselves and their abilities. They're confident in their sexual prowess. They're confident in their ability to seduce you. These guys are the guys you want.

"So what do you look for in a guy?"

"Confidence."

"Exactly. Confidence is sexy. It's what makes you attracted to them. It's what makes you want to be with them. So you need to find a guy who has confidence. Do you know anyone like that?"

"No."

"You're going to have to work hard to find one. Guys like that are rare. They're usually just as good-looking as everyone else. So how do you know if he's confident?"

"How?"

"By his actions. By the way, he carries himself. Does he walk confidently? Or does he shuffle around like a little boy? You want a guy who walks with authority. Like a man. A strong man. A big man. And that's what you want in a boyfriend."

"Okay."

"Now let's talk about sex. Sex is about power. And you're a girl. You're weak. You're delicate. You're sensitive. You're soft. You're vulnerable. You're emotional. All these things make you weak. You need to learn to use your strength to dominate men. You need to assert yourself. You need to be aggressive. You need to be dominant. You need to be forceful. You need to be confident. You need to be powerful. And you need to be able to control men sexually. You can't let them control you. That's what they want. That's what losers want. They want to use you and throw you away. They don't respect you. They don't value you. You need to be more than that. You need to be a queen. You need to be a goddess. You need to be a slut. You need to be a whore. You need to be a sinner. You need to be bad. You need to be wild. You need to be adventurous. You need to be uninhibited. You need to be shameless. You need to be free. That's all you need to be. Anything less and you'll always be a loser. You will never be more than a fucking whore. You'll never be a woman. You'll be nothing. But if you become all those things, then you will be everything. And that's what I want for you."

"But how?"

"It's simple. We'll start by finding a guy who wants you."

"How?"

"I already told you. By your actions. You need to be confident. You need to show him you're desirable. You need to make him chase after you. You need to make him fall in love with you. You need to make him beg for you. You need to make him want you. You need to be a force of nature. You need to be irresistible. That's what you are when you're a queen. You're a force of nature. You're an unstoppable hurricane. You're a tornado. Wouldn't you like such a life?"

"I think I would."

"Then you're going to have to be a little different from the rest of the girls out there. You're going to have to be a rebel. You're going to have to be bad. I just hope this is not too much for you. It's not easy being a slut. But it's worth it. Once you've learned how to be a slut, you can teach others. You can show them the way. You can make them all sluts. You can be the leader of a revolution. This is your chance to change the world. Become a legend."

"I'm scared."

"Good. Scared is healthy. That means you're still human. That means you're still a real person. Don't forget that. You can't be perfect. You can't be a machine. You're a real person. You're a real woman. And you have a choice. You can be a slut or you can be a loser. What's your decision?"

"I'm going to be a slut."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Excellent. Now here's what we're going to do. We're going to start with me. I'm going to give you my number. When you call me, I'm going to answer. I'm going to ask you what you're doing tonight. Then I'm going to tell you where I am. You're going to tell me what you're wearing. Then I'm going to tell you what I'm wearing. Then we're going to hang up and you're going to text me. You're going to tell me what you're thinking. Then I'm going to tell you what I'm thinking. Then we'll hang up again. We'll do this every night until you're comfortable enough to let me see you naked. Then we'll go from there. Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Here's my number. Call me when you get home."