The Painful Incentive
Joanne was looking for an incentive to help her improve, and found it
It was Friday night, and I was at my friend, Allan's, house. The party was going well, which had been organised for his seventeenth birthday. I'm Joanne, also seventeen. There were several friends and neighbours dancing and chatting. Everyone was mixing well, and although Allan's parents hadn't bought drinks for us teenagers, they had made a rather fruity, spicy punch, which had a fair kick to it. As the evening wore on,...