Amanda H. (named changed to protect the accused) is surprised over charges from fellow students that she "dresses like a ho."

     "I don't understand," a mystified Ms. H said in an interview after class last Thursday. "All the important stuff is covered. What I'm wearing is pretty respectable. What's the big deal?"

     "Respectable, ha!" said classmate Stephanie Boelling upon hearing the rebuttal. "She's practically falling out of that pink tank top, you can see that she's wearing a black bra, and without wanting to know it - I sit in front of her in a multilevel classroom - I can tell you for a fact that she isn't wearing underwear. She could stroll over to any corner after class and make twenty dollars."

     Citing the disturbing activities of a male student who sits next to her in class, Ms. Boelling added, "He started a whore-o-meter to rate her outfits each class - today was off the chart. She's distracting to the whole class. Even the professor stops talking mid-sentence at times."

     Asked to comment, class professor Dr. Kellner ran a finger under his collar and said, "I don't know who you're talking about," as he walked away quickly, clutching his briefcase.

     A group of male students requested one of their number to speak for them. "We just want to say, you know, that, like, Amanda is hot - and those other girls are just jealous. Amanda can't help how she looks, and we stand in complete support of her choice of clothing."

     Ms. Boelling and another female student, Dianne Lacy, said they were outraged by such a charge. "Jealous of that tramp? That's ridiculous," said Ms. Lacy.

     "Can't help how she looks?" Ms. Boelling said, sputtering. "Excuse me, but when you get up in the morning and put on a skirt which falls to cover the entirety of your ass, you most certainly can help it!"

     After an explanation of the word "entirety," Ms. H. turned in two circles attempting to see if her nether regions were indeed uncovered. Assured by the young men looking on that everything was "perfect," she shrugged. "I still don't see the big deal," she repeated. "Well, I got a class," she said, turning and walking down the hallway, students parting in front of her like Moses and the Red Sea.