Buoyed by her sexual exploits with a strap-on vibrator, Alison is proud of her sluttiness. She’s a sex junkie and needs more.
Then she brags to her old sex buddy, Tommy, who’s not impressed: "You call that, cheap, Allie? That's a good weekend. You wanna feel cheap? I know a way to make you feel really cheap.”
Tonight, Tommy will take her to a crummy bar, where he sets up a serial gangbang on a ripped pool table in the back room.
Instead of a campus intellectual and a girl cop, Alison will satisfy seven sex-crazed men--construction and steel mill workers. She’ll dress the part: her shortest miniskirt, a push-up bra, and a top with a plunging neckline. She’ll layer on the makeup and wear take-me shoes. Because that’s what real sluts do.
Alison says yes. And she’s scared...