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wants to.  Her pride or something stops her. Regardless, I don’t play around. Maybe now they know I’m serious.  They’ll never think about trying to get one on me.  Or fool around again.  This isn’t a fucking joke.  They need to... 
    Stop.
    Look.
    Listen.

Chapter Six
    “L adies, now we’re on to the fun part; sexual education.”  Number six looks like she wants to push me to the side and take over the class, she’s so excited.
    Luckily, after the trench course yesterday, numbers six and three had a long shower, ate, and pulled their shit together.  They even came back to apologize.  Number two said she had sores on her ass, like I wanted to know. Some things are best kept private.
    “I’m going to be very blunt.  I want you to tell me, starting with number one, why you’re here.”
    They all look nervously around the room, eyeing each other up and down, wondering whether to tell the truth or lie.
    “There is no wrong, right, or embarrassing answer. You spent a lot of money on this trip.  If you want things to get better, then you’d better start talking.”
    I’m tired, fucking whacked. I spent most of yesterday trying to get number six’s tits out of the net. It’s still beyond me how that even happened.
    The other part of the day was spent trying to get number one out of the net.  Shit, I hope she isn’t anorexic or something, but she’s as big as my little finger; stick-thin, and she just looks like she’s about to drop any second. Did Tina fuck up on orientation? How the heck did she get past it? I told her to eat at lunch. Fuck, I demanded it, because she’s too small.
    The girl is around five two and must be a size zero.  She makes Scarlett Johansson seem obese and could be her twin sister, if she wasn’t so thin.  I wonder what her story is.  She needs attend to an eating camp, not a sex camp.
    “So... let’s hear it.” Their silence is starting to irritate me.  Still nothing. Not a peep.  We’re in one of the cabins. They’re all in the right uniform and some of them even look half awake.  Shit, I wear the same uniform as them, to give them a bit of team spirit.  I stand in the same khaki shorts and white shirt. 
    “My name’s—” number one starts to talk, but I have to fucking interrupt her. 
    “This isn’t a damn dating hotline, girl.  The answer is simple. You can’t fuck, are single, lonely, or have no confidence in the way you perform. Shit, just tell me why you’re here.” I take a few deep breaths because this shit is just taking too long. I swear this group is hopeless.  I don’t remember other groups being so painful, or maybe it’s Tina’s scare or number four, Mia, getting to me.  Maybe Tina’s right and I am a bit of a prick, like Steve.  Not completely, but maybe I should cut them some slack.
    Carl is sitting at the back, giggling like a girl.  Well, I’ll show him a different side of Alex.  The one who needs to wake up and realize women are human, not objects.
    “My husband says I’m shitty in bed,” says number one. “This is the last option before he goes looking elsewhere.”
    “Damn, you’re married, and he told you to come fuck Alex? What a dick.” I watch as number six speaks out as if she just woke up. 
    “Speak when, and only when, I tell you to.” Who’s she to criticize? Who goes on a cross-training exercise naked and then judges someone else?
    “Number two,” I command because this is an hour session which is starting to drag on to become a three-hour session, and I need a fucking nap.
    “I’m a virgin,” she retorts.
    I shake my head at that one.  She’s a virgin, so she’s decided I’m her first. She licks her lips. Shit, I better make Tina do a cross check on her.  Paying to lose your virginity is pretty fucking insane to me. There are plenty of men who would sell their dicks for a chance to swipe someone’s V-card. She’s one of those who come to get with me.
    I move on.  I liked her at first,