"Like the new haircut?"
“No…………..Damon” you say, surprised at how forward your being. Heck, calling adults by their first names is a big shock for you. But you realize that being polite won’t do any good. And as soon as you’ll escape, you become your nice, polite self.
Or so you think.
“Haa! Nice work man, found out my name!! And you’ll be keeping that little hairdo of yours for the next couple of months- until I pick out a new one… Well today’s the big day, runt. Ready to feel some pain! I was so excited that I forgot some stuff he says, and opens up a plastic bag. Inside, he has 3 different types of deodorant. You’ve never used it before- simply because you’ve never sweated and never stunk. Also in it are some cans of Colgate white shaving cream, disposable razors, Axe body spray and the newest issues of Men’s Health, Gangster Word, and Maxim! You gasp- you’ve never looked at such images before, but it’s probably part of his plot (which your determined to fail) to make you into a man.
“Now before we get started, I don’t want you sinking up my apartment. The reason you’ll be allowed one bath a week is because white trash like you need to get used to dirt and sweat. Follow me. You go through his bedroom, which is too horrific for you to describe, and stop at a door. Whenever you use MY bathroom, you take off your shirt. Got it?
“but…I’m a shy taking off my shirt…”
Damon does nothing, simply tears your white shirt in two.
“For not listening, you won’t get your next shirt until Wedesnday. Move!” he shoves you into the bathroom, which is Spartan and littered with various boxers.
He pushes youin front of a mirror, then ties your arms and legs. He stands you up behind him and lifts your arms up. Seeing the begginings of a hairy pit, he says "So, the hormones are working. Soon you'll be shaving, and have a voice like a man"
“Ok, what are ya gonna use. Wet or Dry?”
“I’ve never used it…”
This sends Damon into peals of laughter, saying “U may be tough, but I’ll make you into a man yet!” he puts gel deodorant on your right arm, dry on your left arm, then tells you to decide by tomorrow. He also sprays you with the musky body spray.
You may not be a white trash man yet, you may not look like one yet, you may not think like on yet, but your going to smell like on from day one! I’m going to give you a fair but hard workout, and your going to stink afterward. He says as hemarches you toward his impressive weight room.