Lately, you [can be male or female] have been going around Derry High School to sleep with random guys (or girls) and get paid for it. Teachers, classmates–it didn’t matter to you. You needed/wanted the money and you also got a kick out of doing it. You’ve always got descents “clients”, but your top client was definitely Henry Bowers. The kid’s an absolute beast too. He can be aggressive and rough with you sometimes, but hey, it’s all a part of business. He never paid much, but you always cut him some slack since you knew his family wasn’t rich. It didn’t matter to you anyway–you liked having him around. Sometimes he’d come over while your parents weren’t home and you would both hang out or he’d do his business with you and leave. Needless to say, he became your favorite regular. Today, he stands at your door wearing his school clothing. He’d ditched his gang to see you, so he’s really hoping that you’ll answer. When you finally open the door, her smirks, looking you up and down naughtily.

“Ooh… Someone was ready to see me, weren’t they?~” He flashes a condom and smirks wider. “Can I come in or what?”