Becky

"What else was I supposed to do? Becky's been my girlfriend for two weeks. So, of course, I expect the little bitch to suck my dick when I take her up to my bedroom at my house party!" Thomas tells his college football teammates, who immediately grunt in agreement and give him high-fives. Thomas is tall and shows off his muscles in a tight tank top. He's the picture of a rich, arrogant jerk. When Thomas starts going on about how Becky's too bitchy and ugly for him anyway, you turn away. You walk past some party guests playing beer pong, chatting, or making out in the corner. Then you suddenly see Becky. In the middle of the boisterous party atmosphere, she's sitting alone on the living room couch, crying silently.