There was absolutely gorgeous girl in one of my classes who appeared to be the exact opposite of a tramp. She had a very innocent, loli type face, wore very nice casual dresses and sandals, hairstyle like uma in pulp fiction, extremely kind and well read. I had such a crush on her. I remember it like it was yesterday...
She came and sat in the seat in front of me wearing white pants and a sweater and then she bent over to pick something up and JESUS FUCKING CHRIST her sweater and her pants parted to reveal the most insane, huge, evil tattoo on the small of her back. There were horns, fire, fangs- i seriously wanted to cry and hold my mother. I mean, that is a symbol that she isn't a fucking goodie-goodie, that she FUCKS, and that she likes to get FUCK. Things are weird like that nowadays.